I can't count the number of times I've stretched and thought I was going to lose and arm/hand/finger to a ceiling fan.
I broke a fingernail once in a ceiling fan blade. Shocked the hell out of me. I'm never tall enough to hit one of those, that one was especially low.
I have to use a footstool to vacuum the blades when I dust them. I can't accurately reach them even with a vacuum extension if I'm just standing on the floor.
I would have LOVED three more inches. Just THREE more would have completely changed my world!
But, Mom smoked and took the equivalent of fen-phen when knocked up with me so...growth stunted, lol!