Not only do I love them, I need them.
Story time. I had an ISFJ classmate my first year of nursing school. We were in the same clinical and lab and we were buddies, always pairing off. She was very accurate and perfect in everything she did. So they would teach us something, I wouldn't be listening, God only knows what is going on in my head when professors talk,it's really similar to Charlie Brown, that background teacher voice. So anyway, I would pick up some things that they said and hoped that I would understand, and she would listen intently and take notes. Half the time I was late. She'd always be sitting there with an empty chair for me so she could show me where we were and let me copy her neatly written notes. She taught me a lot of nursing skills one on one so I'm not a scary, dangerous nurse today.
On the flipside, during clinical, I was the one who could always go up to the patient and do the hands on care, talk to them, do our teaching plans. She said that was her biggest fear, knowing how much she would have to talk to patients when she was working... all the teaching and bedside manner. I counseled and reassured her a lot on that one. So, us with our handicaps, we worked together, and made it through. And so goes most of my ISFJ relationships.