Sure, “nice” needs some definition.
But that’s your call. I’m asking you if you are a nice person.
I think I am. I think I’m nicer than most people (cringing at myself for saying that but I can’t think of a humbler way to phrase it while still being honest).
It’s weird that most people probably think they are nice, because that’s pretty subjective. Like someone can be in the KKK but thinks he’s like a really nice dude. I think i’m nice because i would sacrifice a weekend to help a friend move for example, or do stuff for my almost elderly neighbour and so on. But no one could bring me to go to my uncle’s birthday party and socialise with his friends, and i guess that’s not very nice of me. So i don’t know.
No. But the world isn’t a nice place.
No. I aspire to be kind to people that need kindness, though.
I try to be, but don’t always hit the mark.
I’m a pheasant plucker.
probably? I feel like it would make more sense to ask someone else if I was nice (assuming you want an accurate response), given I might be a little biased.
I have a quarter to a cute homeless lady once so I’d say I’m pretty nice.
Depends on my mood. If I’m feeling good I’m usually pretty nice, but if I’m hangry then I get not-nice.
I take “nice” to mean something very different than “good” or “kind”. No, I am not a nice person. I am inclined to be an honest asshole over a nice liar. I try my best to be good, kind, understanding, etc., but “nice” is, in my books, more about manners than good acts or genuine understanding. And I generally feel that time and effort spent on attempting to be “nice” is much better spent on genuinely empathizing with and supporting people, even when that support isn’t kind or well-mannered at a glance.
I think I just take issue with the word “nice”.
I like you. I’m the same way. Never met an asshole that was being dishonest. That’s why I feel like I can trust them more than I can trust ‘nice’ people.
So yeah, I might not be nice. In fact, sometimes I’m a downright asshole. But I’ll usually give you the shirt off of my back to help you if you need it.
I’m balanced.
I’ll help you push you car. I’ll hold the door for anyone, I’ll let you in, in traffic. I’ll over-tip the wait staff, even the ones having a bad day. I give kids in my neighborhood freezypops when it’s hot AF. I’ll go out of my way to make sure your food allergy is covered and you’ll have safe snacks at my gathering.
I won’t give the guy begging on the corner money. I won’t help you forever if you never reciprocate. You skip a paycheck, I won’t wait for you to get it sorted.
I won’t remember that you hate mushrooms. I won’t remember your kids name or wife’s face. I’ll forget you birthday if it’s not in my calendar. I’ll tell you I need to focus on something for an hour and go take a nap.
We’ll get along just fine. But I will remember the kid’s face if they’re cool.
Nice to a fault. I think it’s because I try to be the person I always wish I would have had access to because I’ve never really had any support from anyone.
I, the same way. I’m in a pretty outspoken city, but I’m a bit more of a just give in and avoid having to yell at people person. I can get upset and yell when need be, but I don’t employ that tactic unless I lose my cool. Otherwise, I’m overly amenable and very much of the mindset “they’re probably having a tough day” or “it’s not really worth it/this doesn’t really affect me more than my slight disappointment.” And then I just get over it. Or sometimes I’ll think more about it later and wish I acted differently, but right now I can’t really think of a time where that happened, so did it really matter in the long run that I didn’t push harder for myself?
This is all ironic because my face doesn’t usually seem like the face of a nicer person. I grew up with rbf, mainly because I spent my teen years very angry about everything.
No
I have some very serious mood swings. Generally, I’m pretty nice. But if I’m in a bad mood, I turn into a very rude person.
Wow, I really need therapy, don’t I?
Don’t we all.
Maybe you’re right.
Nope. I actually never want to be described as nice.
Fair, though? Yes, I would like to think that I am fair.
Other people seem to think so, but I am not any nicer on the outside than on the inside, not unfailingly polite and certainly get defensive sometimes.
So I am going to say yes because what’s on the outside is what I feel in the inside, and people think I am nice.
