I worked with a guy years ago who was 5 feet tall. His wife was like 4'10". They weren't dwarves but had some other genetic issue. Both of them had amazingly good (and funny) attitudes about their height. We became pretty good friends and hung out often. Once he and I went to a movie and as we walk up he says "Buy one adult and one kid ticket. No one will questions us." For the record, I'm 6'2" and the two of us looked a little like each other.
The best though was when we'd go out for drinks and he would get carded. Once he was told that they wouldn't serve him and tried to keep his license as a fake. He went out to his car, got his car registration and his work ID with his picture on it and showed it to the manager. I had my work ID with me too and showed him that we worked together. Dude straight told us the little dude had to be a high school intern or something with his brother's ID. Still wouldn't serve him. Little man thought it was hysterical. We were the nearly the same age, I was in my early 30s and he was like 2 years younger than me.
Another time, some drunk dude was kind of badgering him about dwarf tossing. My friend told that dwarf tossing was on Tuesday's and if the dude came back that day, it was on. We were at one of our regular places and the bartender backed him up. "Yep, dwarf tossing is on Tuesdays." Drunk guy leaves eventually and my friend looks at me and the bartender and says "Well that's just great. Now I can never come in here on a Tuesday ever again. Unless... Either of you know a real dwarf that is willing to get tossed."
He let all of that stuff just roll right off his back. He knew that getting bent out of shape wasn't worth it.