-I asked my ISFJ mom if she needed to start looking at hearing aids. She didn't hear me.
-My dog sneezed like 5 times in a row.
-My molly fish was being stupid.
-My speech professor compared hearing a disorganized speech to being tied up, blindfolded, and driven somewhere. She then asked if it sounded like a comforting experience and this guy in the back said yes.
-I reread a witty comment I made on here and lol'd.
-I saw "funeral director" under a list of popular ESTJ careers, which I found very amusing.
-My other dog knocked a stack of papers over trying to get a bag of jerky.
My sweet toddler used her first derogatory term today. After picking her up from a kids-club that she attends for two hours a day, I found that she had a quarrel with "Fart-Face-Lexi."
You see, Lexi is the owners daughter. A strong type-A personality (the early workings of a Te-dom I believe.)
And so Lexi makes it her mission to guide (and force) the younger, weaker and less knowledgeable tots into a workable system.
"Fart-Face Lexi will get NO presents from Santa, Mommy. She is a BAD girl."
Man suffers only because he takes seriously what the gods made for fun - Watts