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With my compliments

People are funny aren't they? I am not sure if it is because we are more often than not, raised to be polite. But it appears some people, perhaps myself included at times, are not that savvy at accepting compliments.

Is it a self esteem thing? I don't think so. I know what I am good at, I know what I am not so good at!

My compliments are complimentary. They are sincere. I don't want anything from you, I am not kissing your arse! I am not complimenting you in the hopes I get one back.

I am simply sharing an observation with you which just happens to be positive and in your favour.

Who me?! S/he squeaks.
Yes you.
Couldn't be.
Then who?!

All you have to do, if anything, is say thank you.

Often a response when complimenting someone,

"I bet you say that to everyone!"

 Certainly not.

I do not believe being disingenuous does anyone any favours.

Should you receive a compliment from me, you can be sure that I mean it.

I am just as likely to tell you if you are behaving like a plonker..!

Anyway, the world is full of nay sayers. I am more of a yay sayer.

Yes that is a thing, I know because I just made it up,

(... you can tell me how clever I am later)

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