I am not a nice person. :-(
February 3, 2005 § 4 Comments
It is long since I have come to the conclusion that I am not a naturally *nice* person. I can sure fake it some of the time, but I lack a certain patience with people that I think is essential to being nice. Call it the “niceness gene.”
This is the gene that can make you smile in the face of imbecility, or patiently nod when someone has talked too long, and hasn’t taken the hint to shut up. I lack that a lot of the time.
Or perhaps, I don’t want to be a *nice* person. Nice is really an insipid word if you think about it. Nice. It’s a simpery passionless adjective that if memory serves, was what one called something that was not of an important nature. That’s a nice hat. Our waitress was very nice.
It does NOT connote care, or kindness or zeal, that’s for sure. Someone can be nice without being caring. A person can smilingly and sweetly hate you to your face. But they’re nice about it.
To be nice is to be polite, calm, genteel. But niceness doesn’t get dirty most of the time. Nice is too clean and proper for that. It primps and preens and simpers, but it doesn’t get the job done. Nice isn’t at all honest either. To be nice is to cover up one’s true feelings about something or someone. I’m not very good at that.
So yeah, I guess I’m NOT a nice person. I wouldn’t have it any other way.