Monday, April 17, 2017
N is for Nice
"I hope your being nice to everyone! Being mean isn't going to help anything!" This is what I yell at Hunny while he plays Rainbow Six Siege with his headset on and with some of his friends on the other side and a group of people he doesn't know also on his team. I don't know, or particularly care, what is going on while he hollers about drones and someone watching is six or whatever, but I do know he says really mean stuff sometimes and its not very nice.
I often tell folks, I am not a nice girl, but Nice is a rather broad meaning word don't you think? I'm not nice, I have met really nice people, and I am definitely not one of them. Nice people know how to console a sad person with the right word or touch, or knows what to say at group gatherings after your cousin says something that makes everyone feel awkward. I am more likely to be the awkward cousin who says the wrong thing at the right time. Nice people know how to take a compliment with grace and always give one back appropriately, they have an inner beauty that shines through their smile. Not me. Not most people to be honest with you. Really nice people are a gift that should be cherished and we should look to them when the rest of us are stumbling over our words and unintentionally bringing the happy vibe of the room down. Me? I am not a nice girl, but I do think I am a generally good person who tries not to be too mean. I laughed when guys would cry after I broke up with them, I tell people when their hair looks like shit or if they have something in their teeth, and it takes me 10 minutes after receiving a compliment to realize I should totally have said something more then "Thanks! I think I am adorable too!". But I do love animals and will go to great lengths to make sure they are happy in my care. I love my family and friends and try my best to show them that. Most of all I try to assume all people are generally good on the inside and have good intentions, no matter how much it may seem to just be bastards.