I don’t date guys under 6’3 because according to scientific calculations my ideal man is six inches taller

Before I ask if guy is cute, funny, or make sure he doesn’t wear flip flops and jeans, I ask how tall he is.

“I’m 5’9, and I’m one of those thinks-I’m-too-good-for-guys-shorter-than-me gals,” is what my Tinder bio should really say, but getting a date is hard enough as it is that I keep that extra bit to myself. But, it’s the truth — I refuse to even consider being attracted to a guy who isn’t at least six inches taller than I am.

Why six? Let me tell you the science behind that magic number

I’m 5’9.

Add an inch for the shoes I wear on a daily basis: 5’10.

Add another two inches for when I wear a short heel: 6’0.

Add three inches so he’s always looking at me from the angle I take a perfect selfie from: 6’3.

The math is simple, applying it is hard.

I won’t go on Tinder dates if I’m not 100 percent certain the guy is tall

To the guys who put their height in their bio: You are the true heroes.

To the guys who add “because apparently it matters” after it: It’s too bad you’re an ass because you’re tall.

It’s the guys who don’t give any indication of height that are the real challenge — and I love a challenge. I don’t care if I have to scroll through 23 weeks of Instagram photos, find his Facebook profile through a second degree mutual friend, or even Google his name and company — I will find out if a guy is tall enough for me.

I once left a guy hanging on “I’ll let you know when I’m free” for days even though I had absolutely zero other obligations, just to find more pictures of him and guess his height because he didn’t include it in his bio.

Finding a guy to leave with at bar is easy, but rare

Literally all I have to do is look around the room. No tip toes, no waiting for a friend to tell me she spotted someone I would like on her way to the bathroom, no wondering if there are hotter guys in the back of the bar. I just have a glance around and spot the guy who is also taller than everyone else.

But as expected my niche regularly limits my options. On a good night there will be a few contenders, and on a bad night there’s always tequila.

Having to let shorter guys down is hard sometimes

Just because I like them tall doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings. I’m all for telling guys to fuck off, but there are times where having to politely decline a guy — who is clearly into me and actually very nice — feels like I’m crushing his soul and dreams.

Maybe I’ll second guess myself for 10 seconds and feel like a witch, but once I stand up and get reminded of the height difference all is forgotten.

People try really hard to make me feel bad

“Maybe your soulmate is shorter than you”: Ah well, I guess I’ll be alone forever. Sad.

“Short guys have bigger dicks”: Let me tell you a little story about a 6’6 guy I know — it’s 10 inches long.

“Just give him a chance”: Just give Facebook stories a chance. Yeah, thought so.

“I prefer shorter girls anyway”: Wow, so hurtful. How will I ever get over this?

I have gotten — and will probably still get — with guys under 6’3

A girl has needs. Short happens, and there’s usually a lot of alcohol involved when it does. But I don’t stick around for anything more than a one night stand because that rarely involves standing.

Call me a bitch, tell me I’m shallow, swear I’ll be single forever — go wild! But, while you’re looking down on me, I’ll keep looking up.

Six inches up.

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