In his comment to my post below, RageBoy (with whom I briefly shook hands at BloggerCon) says I seemed to him like a “Nice Lady.”
Now, those are two words I won’t mind seeing coming out of the mouths of grandson’s future friends. But, c’mon, is that what a 63-year-old former funky disco queen who purposely wears tight jeans wants to hear?
I used to be delighted when my own kids’ friends called me a “cool mom.” I’ve also been called “arrogant,” “nasty,” and “hot” by various friends at various times. But “nice?” And “lady?” (shudder) Is that how far I’ve fallen?
I often tell my friend P that she’s too nice, and she knows that I don’t mean that as a compliment.
Call me a “screaming-mimi careening-out-of-control psychotic wolverine,” and, in a strange way, I feel validated. Call me a “nice lady” and I start wondering where I lost my edge and if I should put in my order for the rocking chair now.
Naw, you’re still a nasty hottie with cute toes. 😉
that’s exactly why chris said that, doll — he’s a maestro of the verbal backhand, enough to make pete sampras look like a lightweight. he KNEW it would bug you. don’t expect transparency of motive from good ol’ rageboy — that’s not the brand he’s selling anyway.
and he also doesn’t play like that with people he doesn’t like, so take the backhand in the spirit it was given. [maybe you could call him ‘totally sweet’ or something like that in a public forum for real ‘gotcha!’ points.]
i think chris is kind of freaked out by girls, like most poetic-visionary-prophet type dudes. but essentially i think he’s a ‘nice guy’.
all that being oversaid, i didn’t become a fan of yours for the flowers. [maybe you need to get a new bgimage of kali standing on a corpse…mmmm!]
It goes the other way, too, with age… There’s not much worse than being an independent, intelligent lone wolf young woman who gets stuck with the oh-so-demeaning: “cute.”
😉
Ah, yes. I remember the time the young boy behind the counter said that my driver’s license pic looked like it got taken a long time ago. Definitely not nice boy. But you see, what counts is this: it’s about him. If his intentions were dishonorable, well then, he’s got to live with that and with himself. So party on and go on with your life, girl.
Hmmmmm interesting !!!
Interesting blog, does this site get lots of activity or is it usually slow around here?