How things happened with my ISFJ:
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I met my ISFJ at an awful, boring party that almost no one attended (hosted by an INFP friend of mine, sorry David <-- who is not on this forum).
I was sitting on the couch and he walked in, and I noticed him right away, but he didn't see me at all. He was talking to this other guy. They walked into the kitchen together to continue their conversation.
I came up with a plan.
I would walk by the kitchen towards the bathroom so he could look at me and if he liked me, then when I came out of the bathroom he would talk to me, and if not, he wouldn't. Simple way to avoid rejection.
So. I came out of the bathroom and went into the kitchen, opening the fridge with the pretense of looking for something to drink.
My ISFJ abruptly stopped talking to the person he was talking to (who he couldn't stand, I later found out), and introduced himself to me. He told me he liked my dress, and asked if I often dressed that way. We started talking and we walked over to where the chips and guacamole were. We talked and talked, trading questions for answers and vice versa, and it came out that I liked to cook. "Haha, actually, I made the guacamole," I said. So he went over to the guacamole and ate almost the whole bowl (with the assistance of the chips). It was hilarious, and cute.
Then he asked me to go upstairs to say hi to some people he knew who lived in the above apartment. I went. But soon we were both talking to different people and I lost sight of him. Finally, I decided to go back downstairs without him. I thought, "If he actually likes me, he'll come and find me."
Suddenly, when I was at the bottom of the stairs, I heard footsteps. He was coming down the stairs to catch me. I told him my friend and I were locked out, and he immediately said he would figure out a way to get us in. He went around the back and found another way in, and opened the door for us.
"Vino?" he asked, and gave me some wine.
Then we talked for a few more hours... (later I found out he didn't ask me back to his place like he normally would do to other girls, because he thought too highly of me to try to sleep with me.) But after everyone else left and we were the last talking, and I was too sleepy to move, he asked for my number. We hugged goodbye.
I thought, "If he likes me, he'll call within two-three days." He called in three days, on the dot! (I found out later from his parents that he purposely waited so as not to seem desperate.)
After that, he called regularly until he invited me to stay with him and record music in his studio.
After our first kiss, he said he loved me, and invited me to live with him.
He is really shy and quiet normally and said he usually never moves that fast with a girl -- that usually the girls pursue him, not the other way around. (His parents were really surprised he pursued me completely, because of his shyness.)
But he said I was different, that he knew I was the one, and that he never could want anyone else.
I've never experienced such chivalry as with him. Total gentleman.
Anyway, that was over a year ago and we're still super happy...
Well, this question have been nagging me for a couple weeks now. I guess it's just out of curiosity though as Jeffster and some others were talking to me about it in vent. And since Warm refuses to help me by answering my questions...
How does one go about finding and wooing an ISFJ?
What do ISFJ's look for in a guy/girl?
How similar are they to the ISTJ when it comes to relationships?
Where do they "hide out"?
How do they flirt?
What types are they typically interested in?