[ENFJ] Female ENFJs vs. Male ENFJs

[A Schnitzel]

The female ones are better looking, but I admit to being biased.

 

[Jack Flak]

You should ask my sister Pink Piranha about this - she is the reigning female ENFJ on this board.

All over our parade!

 

[SpottingTrains]

Any other ENFJs have anything to add ? I know there are more of you on here!

 

[Domino]

You know, Trains, last night my twin and I were watching "Out of Sight" and she says to me "That George Clooney. What an ENFJ." I could never figure the guy out but everything snapped into focus after she said that. It would seem that Desperado caught on long before I did. Why do I have such a blind spot for other ENFJs??? Do any of you do this? Can you spot yourself in a crowd?

 

[SpottingTrains]

Nice haha, yeah I think I have the same problem as you. So far I can't type anyone I know as an ENFJ, I was hoping that was just because I am new at this stuff but maybe it is just that blind spot you are talking about obscuring my vision ^.^ . As for spotting myself in a crowd, nope, I could never do it. I would like to think I could but something tells me that I can't lol.

 

[Domino]

Nice haha, yeah I think I have the same problem as you. So far I can't type anyone I know as an ENFJ, I was hoping that was just because I am new at this stuff but maybe it is just that blind spot you are talking about obscuring my vision ^.^ . As for spotting myself in a crowd, nope, I could never do it. I would like to think I could but something tells me that I can't lol.

My ENFP twin is always showing me up on type. Dratted ENFPs and their all-seeing Ne! Boooo!

We also suspect that "Mark" from Ugly Betty is an ENFJ.

I can pick out E/ISTJs, E/ISTPs, E/INTPs, E/ISFPs, E/INTJs, INFPs, and INFJs.

I find ENFs a bit problematic. I think the F throws me off, to be perfectly honest. Like squid ink.

 

[SpottingTrains]

Squid Ink O.O Impressive.

I see what you mean about ENF's though, I feel like I am naturally drawn not to place someone as an ENF for some reason. It may be the F as you listed but I'm not really sure.

As for being able to place other types...the only one that I feel I have a definite mastery for is INTJs. I was able to place my roommate as an INTJ instantly as well as one of my classmates. Something about there sense of humor is just a dead giveaway. I'm sure I will be able to more easily spot the other types once I get more comfortable with the whole system . Blasted squid ink.

 

[WieldingTheSword]

I am so glad someone else has this problem. I have an easy time typing every other type EXCEPT my own!

 

[Domino]

*bans squid ink from the ENFJ realm*

 

[SpottingTrains]

I will eventually lure the other ENFJs here!

 

[Domino]

I hope so. I've heard many expressions from the NFP/NTP girls that they'd like some more ENFJ boys around. Taco is married (to an INFP, in fact) and I wouldn't afflict anyone with him anyway (LOL!!).

 

[SpottingTrains]

Haha awesome, Taco married to an INFP? Doesn't surprise in the least

 

[Domino]

Haha awesome, Taco married to an INFP? Doesn't surprise in the least

Oh yes. His high school sweetheart. It's obvious that she grounds him. I should show you a conversation between me and Taco sometime. Two ENFJs = the apocalypse. lol I have no idea how she puts up with him. lol I love him to pieces, but he's so Technicolor.

 

[SpottingTrains]

lol I can only imagine. Me with my ENTJ friends is pretty hilarious, I can't even begin to comprehend two ENFJs together

 

[Domino]

For Trains:

Actual ENFJ - ENFJ conversation (male to female)

*phone rings*

ENFJ-f: Hello?

ENFJ-m: Hey!

ENFJ-f: Oh geez. Taco, what are you doing?

ENFJ-m: Nothing! Just driving through the middle of nowhere!

ENFJ-f: Why?

ENFJ-m: Because I live in Mad Maxville, New Mexico!

ENFJ-f: Yes, but where are you?

ENFJ-m: Between two little map dot towns. And I'm running out of gas!

ENFJ-f: Taco! You fool!

ENFJ-m: (sarcastically laughing) Hey, baby, I do this for kicks! What else ya gonna do out here?!

ENFJ-f: Why didn't you gas up before you left?

ENFJ-m: I was at an oil well for week and half! [high dramatic] The world does not exist!

ENFJ-f: [exasperated] Why are you calling me then? I'm by the Atlantic Ocean, remember!?

ENFJ-m: [more sarcasm] Because you're the closest human being!

ENFJ-f: Call the highway patrol!

ENFJ-m: Nah, man! I've got 10 miles to the next city! (laughing wildly) And I have 8 miles worth of gasoline left! I'm living on the edge!

ENFJ-f: What are you going to do?

ENFJ-m: Pray! ahahahaha!!

ENFJ-f: Get up some speed, dude. You'll need the velocity.

ENFJ-m: A 2 mile walk is do-able!.... Kinda.... (more laughing) My truck weighs like, 11 million pounds. I'll coast no more than 300 ft. Trust me.

ENFJ-m: 300 feet? You've done this before.

ENFJ-m: Twice! (bursts out with more raucous laughter)

ENFJ-f: Do you have a flashlight?

ENFJ-m: Heh heh, NO! I have a lighter though. I could set something on fire.

ENFJ-f: A long dark walk down a lonely deserted New Mexican highway!?

ENFJ-m: [more heavy sarcasm] C'mon! That's awesome! AHAHAH, my gas gauge is beeping at me! I'm gonna die! Do you see what happens to me when I'm shut up for a week with nothing but Robotech and Bruce Campbell DVDs?! I'm hysterical!

ENFJ-f: Taco. Hang up. Call 911.

ENFJ-m: Why!?

ENFJ-f: Because you're going to be eaten by coyotes.

*gas gauge beeping angrily*

ENFJ-m: I'm panicking now!... Oh thank GOD... a gas station... [with renewed bravado] What do you think? I can drive five more miles!! I can pass this station!

ENFJ-f: Would you shut up, you turkey!

ENFJ-m: [facetiously] Oh all right! I'll stop. But just because you said so! I was living too much on the edge for you! Salvation! -- thanks to... Uncle Willis' Country Store or whatever the hell it is!

[goes into station, comes back out]

ENFJ-m: Hey! They're giving away obnoxiously huge free dill pickles with gas up! Awesome! The dude looked kinda offended when I was like "no, no, pickle for me, thanks!"....

ENFJ-f: Why do you sound so deflated?

ENFJ-m: Because I'm going to live tonight! I'm kinda disappointed...

ENFJ-f: I'm hanging up now.

 

[SpottingTrains]

I have seen the end of the world and it looks glorious

 

[Domino]

It's full of gas station pickles too. What serendipity!

 

[The Third Rider]

For Trains:

Actual ENFJ - ENFJ conversation (male to female)

*phone rings*

ENFJ-f: Hello?

ENFJ-m: Hey!

ENFJ-f: Oh geez. Taco, what are you doing?

ENFJ-m: Nothing! Just driving through the middle of nowhere!

ENFJ-f: Why?

ENFJ-m: Because I live in Mad Maxville, New Mexico!

ENFJ-f: Yes, but where are you?

ENFJ-m: Between two little map dot towns. And I'm running out of gas!

ENFJ-f: Taco! You fool!

ENFJ-m: (sarcastically laughing) Hey, baby, I do this for kicks! What else ya gonna do out here?!

ENFJ-f: Why didn't you gas up before you left?

ENFJ-m: I was at an oil well for week and half! [high dramatic] The world does not exist!

ENFJ-f: [exasperated] Why are you calling me then? I'm by the Atlantic Ocean, remember!?

ENFJ-m: [more sarcasm] Because you're the closest human being!

ENFJ-f: Call the highway patrol!

ENFJ-m: Nah, man! I've got 10 miles to the next city! (laughing wildly) And I have 8 miles worth of gasoline left! I'm living on the edge!

ENFJ-f: What are you going to do?

ENFJ-m: Pray! ahahahaha!!

ENFJ-f: Get up some speed, dude. You'll need the velocity.

ENFJ-m: A 2 mile walk is do-able!.... Kinda.... (more laughing) My truck weighs like, 11 million pounds. I'll coast no more than 300 ft. Trust me.

ENFJ-m: 300 feet? You've done this before.

ENFJ-m: Twice! (bursts out with more raucous laughter)

ENFJ-f: Do you have a flashlight?

ENFJ-m: Heh heh, NO! I have a lighter though. I could set something on fire.

ENFJ-f: A long dark walk down a lonely deserted New Mexican highway!?

ENFJ-m: [more heavy sarcasm] C'mon! That's awesome! AHAHAH, my gas gauge is beeping at me! I'm gonna die! Do you see what happens to me when I'm shut up for a week with nothing but Robotech and Bruce Campbell DVDs?! I'm hysterical!

ENFJ-f: Taco. Hang up. Call 911.

ENFJ-m: Why!?

ENFJ-f: Because you're going to be eaten by coyotes.

*gas gauge beeping angrily*

ENFJ-m: I'm panicking now!... Oh thank GOD... a gas station... [with renewed bravado] What do you think? I can drive five more miles!! I can pass this station!

ENFJ-f: Would you shut up, you turkey!

ENFJ-m: [facetiously] Oh all right! I'll stop. But just because you said so! I was living too much on the edge for you! Salvation! -- thanks to... Uncle Willis' Country Store or whatever the hell it is!

[goes into station, comes back out]

ENFJ-m: Hey! They're giving away obnoxiously huge free dill pickles with gas up! Awesome! The dude looked kinda offended when I was like "no, no, pickle for me, thanks!"....

ENFJ-f: Why do you sound so deflated?

ENFJ-m: Because I'm going to live tonight! I'm kinda disappointed...

ENFJ-f: I'm hanging up now.

That looks about normal to me. Nothing to see here guys move along.

 

[Domino]

LOL!

Good times. Good times.

 

[Totenkindly]

Sigh.
My Ti proclivities have not been satisfied by this.
I utterly feel bewildered.
Was anything clarified?