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Coachella fans, don't hate the tall guy in front of you
So you paid $400 for your ticket to Coachella. You weave through the crowd to get as close as possible to your favorite act. You get in position, look at the stage, and boom, there it is, the back of my head.
Sorry about that. But don't hate me. I can't help it. I'm 6-
I hear you asking your friend next to you to switch with you because "this big jerk" in front of you is ruining everything. Ouch. Tall guys have feelings, too. And when that one single tear cascades down my face it has an extra long way to drop before reaching the dusty ground.
OK, so maybe I'm not brought to tears when I hear that, but it does make me want to try to clear the air a little.
As a tall guy I understand the situation and I do everything possible to play fair. There are tall-
Here's the promise I make to you: I will get to my spot early, make sure there is no one behind me and stand there. That's it. Anyone that gets behind me at that point is doing so with clear knowledge that my head will block the lead singer and my ears will block the two guitar players.
I will never show up five minutes after an act begins and move in front of you. Never. I won't even take a step two feet to my left or right once people have filed in behind me because, like I said, that would not be within the rules.
It's basically the concert version of common movie-
I often hear people say "Why don't you just stand at the back? You can still see everything."
While that is technically true, it's kind of unfair. Tall guys like to be as close to the acts as possible — just like everyone else. We want to see the performers' facial expressions and we want to take pictures.When we do take pictures, we don't have to hold our phones in the air and hope for a centered shot. You do that, only to get a blurry image that you'll never look back at. I, on the other hand, can just hold it up to my face like normal and catch a perfectly centered blurry image that I'll never look back at.
Like everything in life, being tall has its pros and cons. While you're frustrated as you struggle to see past me to catch a glimpse of Jack White, it might make you feel better to imagine all the extra leg room you have on an airplane, while my legs are crammed into the seat so tight I can't even put the tray down.
Or maybe you can picture me hitting my head on a ceiling fan, which has happened about 45 times. Or you can rest easy knowing that you'll go through the rest of your life never having to see how much dust accumulated on top of everyone's refrigerators.
Look, I know being behind me at Coachella is a bummer. Please know that I do feel bad about it. And tall people do care.
I just wanted you to get a little glimpse inside my head — since you'll be getting a big glimpse of the back of it.