Do parties and crowds fill you with energy, or send you scurrying for peace and quiet?
Today’s prompt made me smile. Having been Myers-Briggs tested on several occasions, I almost always turn up an INTJ, but sometimes as an INTP.
INTJs are analytical. Like INTPs, they are most comfortable working alone and tend to be less sociable than other types. Nevertheless, INTJs are prepared to lead if no one else seems up to the task, or if they see a major weakness in the current leadership. They tend to be pragmatic, logical, and creative. They have a low tolerance for spin or rampant emotionalism. They are not generally susceptible to catchphrases and do not readily accept authority based on tradition, rank, or title.
Me, to a T.
The oddest thing about these type indicators is that they are said to be rare, but my partner and most of my friends are INTJ/INTP too. Almost everyone I know, in fact.
Do we flock together? The fact that I met most of my social circle, including my husband, via the Internet, principally in Usenet newsgroups says much, I feel.
So. No – parties do not fill me with energy. They are a fate worse than death, like most social situations.
This is timely – I had cause to mention only yesterday how most people find it hard to comprehend that I find socialising a struggle. I need energy and emotional resources in order to get out and go to even simple meetings, such as my regular spinning group. Those resources are not always at hand and I can find it an uphill effort just going somewhere where I have to interact socially. I did not feel up to going yesterday, so I did not. I went out after lunch with my camera and spent an hour alone in the sunshine and the gravestones, with the birds singing in the clear air.
That’s my kind of party. I’m not saying that I like my people dead… but, you know what I mean. They don’t bother me.