When I'm in a caffeteria I will deliberately choose a table where nobody is sitting so that I can eat quietly and happily. Myself, my food and my thoughts....
Then somebody joins me, and another, and another and with each addition I become more uncomfortable and anxious!The worst is when someone plonks themself down right across from you so that it is impossible to look up without looking into their face, OH, THE TORTURE OF IT ALL! I want to take my plate and run for the hills, but I don't. Instead I keep my head down and chew for dear life. By now I'm so nervous and aware of everyone at the table that I don't even taste the food and am entertaining the most hostile thoughts towards the poor human beings who are innocently eating their food.
I seem calm but it looks very much like this inside::steam:
What... you mean actual strangers come and sit at your table?
Woah. I've gotta move to where you live. That would NEVER happen in the UK. You'd have say, 10 tables in a cafe, each with one person sitting at them. A new customer walks in and walks out again - "no room".![]()
Yeah, I figure in the bathroom it's pretty easy to tell who's introverted and who's extroverted. We introverts head to the stalls even when we're not going #2...
What a sad truth.
When I'm in a caffeteria I will deliberately choose a table where nobody is sitting so that I can eat quietly and happily. Myself, my food and my thoughts....
Then somebody joins me, and another, and another and with each addition I become more uncomfortable and anxious!The worst is when someone plonks themself down right across from you so that it is impossible to look up without looking into their face, OH, THE TORTURE OF IT ALL! I want to take my plate and run for the hills, but I don't. Instead I keep my head down and chew for dear life. By now I'm so nervous and aware of everyone at the table that I don't even taste the food and am entertaining the most hostile thoughts towards the poor human beings who are innocently eating their food.
I seem calm but it looks very much like this inside::steam:
When I'm in a caffeteria I will deliberately choose a table where nobody is sitting so that I can eat quietly and happily. Myself, my food and my thoughts....
Then somebody joins me, and another, and another and with each addition I become more uncomfortable and anxious!The worst is when someone plonks themself down right across from you so that it is impossible to look up without looking into their face, OH, THE TORTURE OF IT ALL! I want to take my plate and run for the hills, but I don't. Instead I keep my head down and chew for dear life. By now I'm so nervous and aware of everyone at the table that I don't even taste the food and am entertaining the most hostile thoughts towards the poor human beings who are innocently eating their food.
I seem calm but it looks very much like this inside::steam:
Being forced to be with immature people is intolerable!
The ever so open question of "tell me about yourself" in formal settings.
LETS JUST GET TO WORK!
Public speaking, of course: being in a situation where more than a handful of people are awaiting my "performance," whatever the performance may be.
I actually like public speaking, that is, if it's about something other than myself. Of course there is the initial nervousness, but it subsides once i get started. The worst, on the other hand, is when I'm in a small group of friends (read: close acquaintances) and they bombard me with a question about myself or start talking about me. Going off of what Hmm mentioned, I think it's because I assume I am being judged. That's either because I tend to notice weaknesses in other people or because one person I used to know in high school liked to relay every piece of gossip about me she could collect... sort of added to my paranoia. So, direct questions and staring freak me out.
Yeah, I've been thinking you might not be INTP. *thinks it*I actually like public speaking, that is, if it's about something other than myself. Of course there is the initial nervousness, but it subsides once i get started. The worst, on the other hand, is when I'm in a small group of friends (read: close acquaintances) and they bombard me with a question about myself or start talking about me. Going off of what Hmm mentioned, I think it's because I assume I am being judged. That's either because I tend to notice weaknesses in other people or because one person I used to know in high school liked to relay every piece of gossip about me she could collect... sort of added to my paranoia. So, direct questions and staring freak me out.
This conforms to what I have seen in INTPs. Of course, INTPs are good at public speaking because they are in natural monologue mode 24/7.
Yeah, I've been thinking you might not be INTP. *thinks it*