It stemmed from meeting a musician and his wife this weekend. TheGuy is (as far as I can tell) good friends with the musician – we had them over to hang out for a bit after the performance was done with.
And reflecting on the weekend, it hit me between the eyes, that of all the dudes TheGuy was friends with, this was Wife 1 of 4 who was actually interesting.
I’m referring to the phenomenon where, if the guys are buddies, then the females usually end up being thrown together. Fine. But also keep in mind – if the wives aren’t interesting, I’m going to be bored.
I am kind. I play along and am nice, keeping in mind that to my mind, “nice” is the ultimate mediocrity. (“Nice” is what you say when there’s nothing better.) But I can only keep up the façade for so long.
I’m not a wife-babysitter. I expect intelligent conversation. Otherwise I’d rather not say a word or participate in the guys’ conversation. Or heaven forbid, take the time to catch up with a friend on my cellphone (I haven’t pulled that one yet).
And I am no longer abashed by my impatience.
Hello!!! credit your source, please, otherwise you’re plagiarizing.
And nice is like saying someone has a ‘nice personality’ when they’re ugly.
Also, the next time you crank call me, it’d better not be because you’re with ‘nice’ people.