Shaula
Te > Fi > Ni
- Joined
- Nov 27, 2008
- Messages
- 608
- MBTI Type
- INTJ
- Enneagram
- 4w5
Before anyone points fingers at me for desecrating the reputation of an ESFP's directional skills, I'd like to tell a story...
Last Saturday night I went with a new ESFP aquaintence to watch a play production. According the route we chose to take I thought it more efficient if she drove (if I did then I would have to back track seven miles). Anyway long story short... after the show and on the way home she accidentally took the wrong exit on the freeway. I thought, no problem we'll just get on at the next on ramp. Unfortunately unbeknownst to us the junction we needed to take lied between these two on and off ramps. So we continued our merry way going in the wrong direction.
About ten mintutes later I'd started to express some concern that we haven't seen our junctiontion yet. Ten more minutes and I'm convinced we're lost. My ESFP friend then concluded it would be a good idea to stop and ask for directions. She took the next exit but I'm thinking wearily as we pass a sign that says "Rest Area". We then come upon a fork in the road. We chose to go left as there was a sign that indicated that there was "Food" in that direction. Ah, a sign of civilisation and perhaps a place where we can orient ourselves.
Well... as it happened there wasn't any "Food" just some small residential area. We continued to follow the road but the further we went the bleaker things appeared to be. Finally we came upon a sign indicating that we had entered a national forest. At this point I suddenly became adamant about turning back to which my ESFP friend replied, "I don't think we have enough gas to get back." Then we both noticed that we had lost phone reception. My ESFP friend resolved that there must be something at the end of the road that we could reach. I was skeptical.
Eventually after no luck we stopped on the side of the road as we spotted a "Call Box". Next to that Call Box was a patch of snow. "Snow? In Southern California," I thought, "Oh DAMNIT! We really are lost." Apparently we had slowly climbed up a mountain 4000 feet, in the middle of nowhere, in the pitch black darkness of night. We then used to the Call Box system the operator replied that they were going to send a tow-truck.
While waiting for the tow-truck I started to get ideas on how to get back to civilisation with only one gallon of gas. Call me cheap but I really didn't want us to spend a bunch of money on a tow-truck from who knows where. The obvious idea came to mind, let's just ride this baby down the mountain in neutral. My friend however was opposed to the idea. Meanwhile an SUV stopped by and the driver asked if we were in trouble. He told us the only place around was a small town up the mountain but everything was closed. He then added to watch out for mountain lions and drove off.
The conclusion to the story is such: the tow-truck came about 45 minutes later and sold us two gallons of gas for a wallop of $60. Then my ESFP friend finally conceded to my plan to drive down the mountain in neutral which indeed got us back to the freeway.
Then we found a gas station back tracked to the right junction and it was smooth sailing from there on.
Last Saturday night I went with a new ESFP aquaintence to watch a play production. According the route we chose to take I thought it more efficient if she drove (if I did then I would have to back track seven miles). Anyway long story short... after the show and on the way home she accidentally took the wrong exit on the freeway. I thought, no problem we'll just get on at the next on ramp. Unfortunately unbeknownst to us the junction we needed to take lied between these two on and off ramps. So we continued our merry way going in the wrong direction.
About ten mintutes later I'd started to express some concern that we haven't seen our junctiontion yet. Ten more minutes and I'm convinced we're lost. My ESFP friend then concluded it would be a good idea to stop and ask for directions. She took the next exit but I'm thinking wearily as we pass a sign that says "Rest Area". We then come upon a fork in the road. We chose to go left as there was a sign that indicated that there was "Food" in that direction. Ah, a sign of civilisation and perhaps a place where we can orient ourselves.
Well... as it happened there wasn't any "Food" just some small residential area. We continued to follow the road but the further we went the bleaker things appeared to be. Finally we came upon a sign indicating that we had entered a national forest. At this point I suddenly became adamant about turning back to which my ESFP friend replied, "I don't think we have enough gas to get back." Then we both noticed that we had lost phone reception. My ESFP friend resolved that there must be something at the end of the road that we could reach. I was skeptical.
Eventually after no luck we stopped on the side of the road as we spotted a "Call Box". Next to that Call Box was a patch of snow. "Snow? In Southern California," I thought, "Oh DAMNIT! We really are lost." Apparently we had slowly climbed up a mountain 4000 feet, in the middle of nowhere, in the pitch black darkness of night. We then used to the Call Box system the operator replied that they were going to send a tow-truck.
While waiting for the tow-truck I started to get ideas on how to get back to civilisation with only one gallon of gas. Call me cheap but I really didn't want us to spend a bunch of money on a tow-truck from who knows where. The obvious idea came to mind, let's just ride this baby down the mountain in neutral. My friend however was opposed to the idea. Meanwhile an SUV stopped by and the driver asked if we were in trouble. He told us the only place around was a small town up the mountain but everything was closed. He then added to watch out for mountain lions and drove off.
The conclusion to the story is such: the tow-truck came about 45 minutes later and sold us two gallons of gas for a wallop of $60. Then my ESFP friend finally conceded to my plan to drive down the mountain in neutral which indeed got us back to the freeway.
Then we found a gas station back tracked to the right junction and it was smooth sailing from there on.
