So I took a personality test (because Elizabeth took it & I like her bunches) & oddly enough, it didn’t tell me that I have a shitty one. I half-expected the results to come back TRY AGAIN, LOSER but it turns out I’m an ENFJ:
Yeah, I’d say that’s pretty darn accurate although I’m the first to admit that in large crowds where I don’t know anyone, I am a hyperventilating shrinking violet. I guess that’s why they mentioned that I am just barely classified as an introvert. Small crowds: Extravert BA. Big crowds: Introvert BA. & while I may be an extravert, I say really awkward things to fill up the silent spaces. Extravert doesn’t always mean social grace.
ENFJs have tremendous charisma by which many are drawn into their nurturant tutelage and/or grand schemes. Many ENFJs have tremendous power to manipulate others with their phenomenal interpersonal skills and unique salesmanship. But it’s usually not meant as manipulation — ENFJs generally believe in their dreams, and see themselves as helpers and enablers, which they usually are.
See? I’m a manipulative bitch. But I’m super-nice & sincere about it.
The ENFJs focus is expansive. Some can juggle an amazing number of responsibilities or projects simultaneously. ENFJs are with whom we associate organization and decisiveness. Their offices may not be cluttered, but their conclusions (reached through feelings) about people and motives are drawn much more quickly and are more resilient. ENFJs often take on more of the burdens of others than they can bear.
Some other famous ENFJ’s include Bill Clinton, Oprah, & King David. This basically explains my desire to
rule control everything.
But does this really explain why I NEED to have my house 100% clean in preperation for the snow tonight? Like I’m hosting it for brunch or something.