Redheads tend to wake from anesthesia more easily and quickly than most other patients.

Redheads have a far lower pain threshold and often require a higher level of anesthesia during surgery or medical procedures.

Science has actually proved that there are indeed a few aspects that set us apart making us physically unique: Redheads may bear the brunt of judgement, people often refer to us in the same way that they would describe a race, a tribe or a group yet in reality we are no different to anyone else… Or are we? However, it wouldn’t surprise me if some redheads were a little on the angry side considering they too may have suffered a life time of bullying and abuse from small-minded cockwombles. It’s amazing how eager people are to stereotype individuals according to their appearance.Īccording to general here-say the colour of my hair has a detrimental effect upon my temper as I’ve been assured that redheads are short-tempered and fierce. Why on earth the colour of a persons hair should bear any relevance to their personality traits is beyond me. You would expect the teasing and taunts to die down over the years however even throughout adulthood I’ve found there are still some rather narrow-minded idiots that seem to think its their god given right to comment upon my hair colour in a derogatory fashion. The endless name calling and ridicule became tiresome and not surprisingly I became paranoid, quick-tempered and defensive or as some may say fiery.

Either way I found that people were unnecessarily cruel and over the years the bullying escalated from verbal harassment to physical abuse.Īlthough the physical bullying may have subsided, the verbal bullying never really stopped and as a result I spent the entire of my education feeling uncomfortable, anxious and on edge. I’m not sure whether you would class this as racism, I guess it’s like a form of racism but I would probably term it ‘hairism’ if there is such a thing. Being an August baby like my own daughter, I was one of the youngest students in my class and having only just turned four-years of age I found myself being targeted by bullies all because of the colour of my hair. Until starting Primary School I was completely unaware that my hair colour was an issue, in my eyes I was no different to anyone else. As the saying goes “you get what you are given” and in my case that just so happened to be ivory pale skin, grey-green eyes, rose-red cupid lips and thick, wavy ginger hair.

The Redhead Handbook by Cort Cass