I too, am extremely tall. The brazenness with which some people take license to use it as their primary interaction with me remains offensive to this day. The guidance offered by my Mom rarely comes to mind when the interactions occur though: “Why on earth would you want to know that?” But reading your post has gotten me to thinking; it’s worth a redoubling of effort. Perhaps a mostly non-confrontational: “This sounds like a topic that you feel very strongly about…” I’m still a little flummoxed by those packs of people who want to get cell phone pictures taken of them standing next to me though. Life can be absurd, yes? Do you find yourself granting credit (respect) nearly automatically to those who show the restraint not to ask the dreaded question? Strange, the rulers we measure the world with.