I can't buy pants from Old Navy off the rack. I have to order "tall" sized pants unless I like my ankles showing.
I've taken to cuffing a few pairs of my jeans into capris because they shrank after I bought them and even though the river is rising, I'll pass on wearing "floods."
I'm just under 5' 9." To many people that is tall.
In my day-to-day life in western Colorado, I'll even say that I'm tall.
Whenever I'm around my mom's family, I'm reminded that I'm not.
Here's the proof. This is a picture of me with my brother (he's to my left in the hat) and my cousins.
Now, there are some truly tall people.