(Caveat: this post was written after bumping my head on yet another doorway here in India. What can I say? It gets me mad. Apologies to my peeps Lakshman, Kapil and Rahul, who are all quite tall, and to anyone of Indian persuasion who is not in the business of planning or building doorways in India. And now, the post:)
Is this a generalization? I say no.
How do I know this? Because in our thirty days thus far, I have bumped my head on like A HUNDRED FUCKING DOORWAYS.
Granted, I’ve met Indian people who are tall. Okay, like three. But they’re not the ones building the fucking DOORWAYS, are they?
Nothing makes me want to hulk out and smash stuff like bumping my head on a doorway. And I’m a sloucher, for god’s sake!
No, it’s not the Indians’ fault that they’re a short(ish) people…but it IS their fault that they don’t build their doorways higher.
And I imagine I’m going to have a BALL in Southeast Asia. 😦
Did I mention OUCH?