Come on..whether we want to admit it or not we all love a little flattery or adulation. Both words have a bit of a seedy reputation so let's say for all intensive purposes that we like a genuine, sincere compliment, or attention. I would say flirtation but some people get upset at that term. Anyway, flirtation sounds like the title of one of those bad Jennifer Aniston movies. However, it's fun to hear something that is unsuspected. No, not those pants make your butt look wider than a semi, but rather something that evokes a big smile.
For example, my friend JC was telling me the other day that the flight attendant gave him a big smile and told him to have a nice trip as he was deplaning. He told me at that moment he felt like a Don Juan. Really? From just a smile and a hope you find your luggage? I totally got it. JC is going through a challenging time and at that moment the smile from said flight attendant made him feel like George Clooney in "Up in the Air." Or as he said, like George Clooney minus being hit on by hot women. Sadly, life doesn't always imitate the good in Hollywood.
I'm not immune to these things by any stretch of the imagination. I was talking with a guy the other day who was (gasp) Australian. We all have our weaknesses. Some people go gaga over legs, abs, eyes, bank accounts, and boobs. Me? Great voices, good smiles and a little scruff. Back to the mate..The accent turned me into an absolute pile of putty. When he said I had a nice smile, it was the equivalent to the feeling of seeing David Beckham at the front door saying I had won the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes. He could have smiled and given me a Vegemite sandwich and I would have felt like a star! Why? Well, we all like to hear something nice. Particularly from an Aussie.
I have friends who tell me the crazy stories of 'being rolled up on." ( I had to ask what that meant but I like the term now).I'm generally oblivious to that stuff, but when it's blatantly obvious I always wonder why? Like when the kid behind the counter at the Quik Trip gives me a free frozen drink. My first inkling is to reach back and make sure my pants haven't split. Am I that witty? Or do I remind him of his mother? Is my dress tucked into my underwear? No, that definitely wouldn't warrant a free anything other than a good laugh. However, I was shipping something the other day and was genuinely perplexed by the manner of the guy behind the counter. Then I looked down and realized why I was receiving so much unsolicited attention. Yes, the entire top of my dress separated so I was clinging to a PG 13 rating at the UPS Store. Ironically, the dress was brown and I can tell you what brown did for me...Discount!!!!
So don't be insincere, but it's okay to nice things. You might just make someone's day!
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