Nice

I know what that means and I hate that word. I’m not even talking about being “friend-zoned”, because I haven’t experienced it.

“Nice” is such a filler word, a generic description. It’s used so commonly that all the substance dried up.

It means nothing. Labeling people as nice reduces them lower than a person, just someone to be polite and socially-reticent to.  It totally ignores the fact that people are people, complicated people with personalities, beliefs, and opinions totally unique to themselves. Instead, people are seen as one dimensional, someone to ask for the homework, the time, the date.

Nice is also a double agent working in social categories. Namely, the nice girls or boys category. Of course, these people aren’t usually prominent outside of their own groups. Prominence and prominent niceness rarely coexist, unless it’s the kiss-uppy sort of nice.

After all, ‘nice guys finish last’. They are the ‘dads’, the ones who stay with their woman in the long term because they don’t have a chance to be a ‘cad’, to stay with a bunch of women short-term. Coincidentally, the not as aesthetically-appealing guys tend to be nice. What other chance do they have at girls?

I used to think some people kiss-upped to others who weren’t prominent were being nice. Now I’m kind of convinced it’s practice for kissing-up to the prominent people. What other reason is there?

I used to be happy when I was referred to as nice. “You guys are nice.” Thinking back, I know what that means. And I hate it.