Reason #267 why I'm glad I'm short

I'm at my sister's house. This morning I went to take a shower and chose the one upstairs by all the kids' rooms. This shower head was designed for either the shortness of these kids or perhaps a midget that surely once lived here. I've never been considered a tall person--in any sense of the word. Yet, I still had to bend my knees and crouch to get my head under the shower head. I am fairly certain that I have never before had to crouch to fit under a shower head. I have a new-found empathy for tall people.