Sep 29 2011

Nice

..as in “Ice” but with an “N”, not as in that place in Southern France which is pronounced similar to your sisters daughter.

Nice is a nice thing to be.  It’s safe, dependable, and…. well… nice.  Nice let’s you get involved in conversations that otherwise you may never get into in the first place.  You can banter around slightly risqué topics and sometimes downright rude ones with members of the opposite sex, as quite frankly they trust you enough to not take it seriously at all, cos you’re a downright thoroughly nice chap.

I enjoy these chats actually (and which bloke wouldn’t?) as it tickles that naughty bone I have inside me…. although that could be worded better!

It tickles my nature, is probably a better way of wording it; the bantering around an unseen boundary, not quite knowing how far to take a certain line of thought, and using words in unique ways to put across an idea which can be both innocent and not so.

Sometimes it works deliciously, other times it’s a horrible train wreck.  However with the right friends, of a similar impish nature, it’s fun and funny and a source of actual laughing out louds (I was going to put LOLZ, but then remembered I wasn’t 13!).

But the label of “nice” can grate a little.  There’s always a part of you that wants others to feel slightly wary, that gives a person that small pause of thought, that exudes that small aura of danger.   In the back of your mind you always know that whilst almost everybody likes to fuss and pet their domestic cat it’s the tigers that really get their hearts beating; that frisson of danger that catches the breath.

But….. I *am* a nice person, with a healthy dose of doubt, a self-deprecatingly wry knowledge of one’s own self worth and a morbid fear of seemingly too interested in something/someone as to seem a little distant.  We all have our dark hearts under our idiot persona though, which will sometimes roar given the right (or wrong) circumstances

…although for some of us that’s done silently in our own personal space.

In the meantime I shall leave you with this little cartoon which is both funny and painfully close to home.

Cartoon about avoiding awkward silences