Prompt ~
Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The world is an entirely different place to the man of five foot seven from what it is to the man of six foot two – it is in crowds that I truly appreciate the perspicacity of Maugham.
The taller men blocked my view and the really short obstructed my way. The short-lady I was following vanished in to one of the entrances and peering in to the many windows I detected my wife in a duologue with +6-footer. This would save me some money.
Pushed, I reached home and found my wife in a mud-face-mask.
I regretted my amateurish prejudice.
Words ~ 100
Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.
Yarnspinnerr 
I enjoyed that one, Yarnspinner. Very good. Lucy
Thank you. Lucy. 🙂
Height matters. I know several men with short man’s complex, always trying to seem bigger. 🙂
janet
True.
Thanks for the read. 🙂
Yarnspinnerr, Amusing and interesting story. I’ve always been short, so I don’t know what it must be like to be tall. Well written. 🙂 — Susan
Height discrimination is often very subtle.
Thank you 🙂
Maybe your narrator should spend some money on glasses to he is able to recognise his wife, although I’m not sure what sort of spectacles he’d need to combat blind prejudice. Well told.
Thank you, Sarah.
Actually the narrator is a detective and is going through a bad patch in his marriage …… he is so preoccupied with his problem that he is seeing his wife everywhere …… Hence he regrets his amateurish work when he finds his wife at home.
I should have been more explicit in my narration.
As a 5’3″ woman, married to a 6’4″ man, I particularly liked this spin, Yarnspinnerr.
In the 2nd paragraph, I think you intended to say dialogue. But then, that’s just a short girl sayin’ it. 😉
It is a dialogue between two persons.
Thanks for the read and the empathy.
This story is a great expression of bias. I like the word duologue, by the way. I don’t think I’ve heard it before your story, but it makes sense.
Thank you David.
You are right, it is uncommonly used 🙂
Dear Yarnspinner, I am tall (at least I was 5’8″ when I was 20. Now, I’ve shrunk an inch. There are good things to being tall and not-so-good. Love your story and he needs to get his eyes checked so as not to accuse an innocent woman thinking she is unfaithful. Really interesting perspective of yours. Good point of view! Nan 🙂
Thanks Nan. I am sure the height is also a travail at time.
🙂
I enjoyed reading this, but I have to say, your additional back story in a comment above put a different spin on it when I read it again. Fascinating how a little detail here and there can skew the whole course of the story!
True. The comment is how I imagined the story.In flash, a lot is left to imagination of the reader and each one perceives it a bit differently.
Thank you.