Sunday, February 20, 2011

Nice vs. Nasty

"Some people think I'm nice, some people think I'm nasty. But if you really want to know just ask me and I'll say I'm nicety." ~ Michel'le


So, I try to be a nice person. I really do. But as I get older -- and my patience is constantly being tested by a 2-year-old and I have little patience for much else -- my nasty side has started to emerge from beneath the standard people-pleasing layers. I mean, let's be honest here. Sometimes it's just more fun to be a bitch. It feels good. Not that you have to transform into some extreme mean girl, but dropping the sweetness every once in a while and going sour can be refreshing. Or just something you can't help at certain times.


Here are a few examples to illustrate the nice versus nasty battle. The age-old angel on one shoulder and devil on the other conflict.

Nice:  I'm sorry I left the Netflix instant streaming movie on. I should have turned it off when I took Q downstairs to change his diaper or at least put it on pause so you knew what was going on when you got home.
Nasty: What's the deal? Are you trying to watch something? Here, I'll freakin' turn it off. I was just trying to find something to entertain Q for a few moments so I could breathe. Perhaps put my feet up. Here! (remotes go flying)

Guess which one of the above scenarios won out! Poor T stood dumbfounded and quickly recovered to ask if I needed a break.

Another . . .

Nice: I'd love your help with baking these cookies. I'm at a loss right now.
Nasty: Ugh! These directions are stupid. Who ever heard of creaming the butter with the eggs first? No, you can't heat it up. Trying to act like you've ever baked cookies before. You're driving me crazy!

Poor T. He was again the victim of the nastiness.


Nice: Sure, Q. Let's play in the tent.
Nasty: No, Mommy can't play in the tent. Her legs keep falling asleep in there. And then you beat me up. It's really the Terrordome!

Q got his way this time. And I'm sure I have a few more bruises to show for it.

Some of my choices will make more sense in a post coming 'atcha soon. In the meantime, it's probably best to stay away. Nasty clearly wins more often as of late.



3 comments:

  1. Hahaha!I love this post! I am usually a very nice person, too. I try to avoid confrontations and arguments. Recently, however, my "mean girl" side has been coming out more and more. For instance, yesterday, I went to Chik fil a for Breakfast and ordered a breakfast burrito. In case you haven't had it, it is supposed to include chicken. Well, mine didn't. Well, it did but not as much as I wanted. The nice girl in me would have just accepted my luck and moved on. But, the mean girl in me said, "No. You paid for this burrito and it should be exactly how you want it!" With that, I went back and demanded a new burrito. I got it and had a good day!

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  2. Wonderfully chosen quote for this blog...I'm sure they all are but I am not familiar with all of your other choices. You are a wonderful sister, wife, mom, daughter, cousin and friend. Travel down the road and back again. Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant. And if you threw a party, invited everyone you knew. You would see the biggest gift would be from me
    and the card attached would say,
    thank you for being a friend.

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  3. I so feel you on this! hahaha
    EJ

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