it's summer


s  u  m  m  e  r

next on the wheel

 

I took one last sip of coffee before lining up in the queue. The Myer-Briggs has a sliding number scale and, you guessed it, for introversion I scored 57. The highest possible. I was walking down the line and asking, "What's your's?" 19, 22, 33, and then me...57.

"Just as there are no right or wrong answers to the MBTI items there are no good or bad types or profiles. Each type has its gifts and its blind spots, and all types are valuable."

Sure they are...

Wanna know what I am. I haven't changed since university so it was no surprise to me. The surprise was the numbered scale and the extremes to which I fall, or have swung.

Anyway, I'm a quite solid INTP.

Apparently I couldn't give a damn about people's feelings or sensing...all that touchy-feely stuff. No, I'm an "Inquisitive Analyzer, reflective, indepedent, curious, more interested in organizing ideas than situations or people."

Intuition is my main route of thought and instinct. I thought about this as I sat back down to my coffee. I filed away the wheel with all my co-workers on it in my office and forgot about it. In the immortal words of Popeye the sailor, "I am what I am."

So that was it until today when I read about another test on the other side of the world. The timing is interesting and I'd heard these tests were company trends these days. Team building, better communication, all that jazz. But the closest people to me that I know types for are INTJ and INFP.

Go on. Tear them apart.

goodnight 4.12.99

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