I read this on Jayman‘s site:

As a single guy, if you are interested in a woman, quite possibly the very worst compliment she
can give you, is that you are “nice.” Nice is what you are when you are not: interesting, exciting, sexy, intriguing, wild, scary, sullen, etc. Nice is indifference in a pretty wrapper.

This got me to thinking. I have told the bf on several occasions that he’s nice. This is no surprise – he’ll be the first to tell you he’s a typical Nice Guy.

But I do mean it as a compliment. Nice is only one of the things he is. It’s more than possible to be nice and be sexy, intriguing, exciting, whatever.

I think what separates the kind of “nice” Jay is talking about from the kind of “nice” I’m talking about is that some people use the word “nice” when they can’t think of anything else kind to say. Some people use it as a euphemism or in deference to the old adage, “if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.”

When I say someone is nice, I mean that they are kind, upbeat in a gentle sort of way, sweet by nature, and giving in spirit. When I say someone is nice I mean that they aren’t mean. I mean that they aren’t an asshole.

I’ve been searching for a nice guy amid the assholes for years, and finally finding one is quite possibly the best thing that has ever happened to me.

</romantic blather>

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