I took my first Myers-Briggs test in the early 90's as part of a team-building weekend for my office. I'd just graduated with a communication degree, so it was fascinating stuff...and I was shocked at how well the description actually fit me. It was an excellent tool for understanding myself and how I relate to people.
A few years later, I wound up in a seminar that focused on how to use personality types as a manager. The idea was that if you know what types you're dealing with, you can tailor your approach to that personality type. The tailored approach can influence, to whatever degree, the likelihood of a good outcome. Brilliant stuff!
After I moved out here, the Myers-Briggs reared its head again during a briefing to the Director of my previous organization. The Comptroller and I were presenting a fairly complex brief on the budget and the Director was zoning out.
And by "zoning out" I mean, drifting off.
And by "drifting off," I mean falling asleep.
During the briefing.
Which was only the three of us at a very small table.
It was hilarious.
She roused herself at one point, looked at us and said "You two are J's aren't you?" We both kind of grinned and admitted that we were.
She looked a little exhausted and said "My P-ness just can't handle this much detail."
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It was all I could do not to let it become a complete Beavis and Butthead moment.
4 comments:
Hey! I'm allegedly INFJ. I don't actually remember what anything beyond I/E means, though.
You're an F?? That's very interesting... I would have figured you for a T. :)
Er... It's either N for intuitive or S for sensing...
F for Feeling or T for thinking...
J for Judging or P for perceiving.
At least you don't have to worry about your P-ness. ;)
The N and F were both pretty close to the middle. I and J were stronger (no P-ness for me!)
I'm an INTJ who lives with two other I's and one E. I think we all freak the E out. To us, it's like she's always yap-yap-yapping away. The rest of us will be sitting there in silence watching TV, not having said anything in an hour, and the E will show up and be like "What's up!?!" and then will look all distraught when we provide one-word answers and return to silence. I've been tempted to tell her "It's not personal - I just have nothing to say!" Or maybe I'll just start playing "Enjoy the Silence" by Depeche Mode a lot.
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