I hate it when ENTPs drive past my house 40 times a day and ask if they can use my phone on the ruse of stealing my t-backs. It makes me want to sell them to Bedouin nomads for 3 rugs, a goat hair tent, and a box of stale Crunch N Munch.
For some reason, I find you terribly funny. You make me laugh out loud and have thus earned my grudging respect.
For me, ENFJ's are harmless. For everyone else they can be pushy and a little too much.
"Create like a god, command like a king, work like a slave."