How To Disappear Completely

Since I Don't Fit Into Any of the Boxes.....

The Myers-Briggs personality test has me befuddled...

I bring you the Funke-Funke personality type, which would never suggest such bizarre occupations as embalming or correction officer. (I'm sorry, Career Development. That test we took Freshman year still has me scratching my head). This particular personality type works only for the originator. Please do not try applying this to oneself at home....

The Absent-Minded Social Performing Professor:

Work hard to please the people I admire. I have an opinion regarding everyone, but if I don't like you, I usually keep that to myself. Unless you are just overwhelmingly obnoxious. Then I tell my best friend. I don't warm up to sharing truly personal stuff at the drop of the hat. Thus, people tell me stuff because I listen. I hate confrontation. I hate interrupting people. I hate demanding things. Fear of failure is probably my biggest weaknesses.

Competitive streak that I can usually suppress unless pitted against overtly competitive people. Some intense moments! I crave a thrill, but usually in a controlled environment: no jumping out of airplanes without a parachute for me.

Yes, rules are important, but that is because of my competitive streak. If there were no rules, then there would be no standards for judging, and I would never know if I had excelled or not. I tend towards the rush-up-the-mountain-we'll-look-at-the-view-from-the-top kind of goal-orientation. People who take forever to make decisions or to catch up frustrate me, unless I happen to respect them or admire them a lot (such as my sister Anna). Then I learn from them.

I hate being late. When external circumstances sap my time away and cause a late arrival, it stresses me no end.

Sense of humor: one-liner, usually referential (and thus sometimes misunderstood---not every has read all the same books, watched the same movies, or been indoctrinated in the same philosophy courses, it seems!), sometimes borderline caustic, often introduced in tense situations as a way of bringing perspective, many times esoteric, even absurd, but generally geared towards pleasing people (making them laugh). If I am ever subversive, it is through the disguise of humor. The people I find funny are those with a snappy wit.

Need people. Must have them round me. Must please them. Must have confirmation. I work harder if you tell me you like what I did then if you tear it to shreds. But I also work harder if you tell me that it could be so much better if I did x as well. A healthy balance between positive and constructive criticism works best for motivating me.

Love the esoteric, the abstract, the artworld. But I love it when things makes sense. And I will make things make sense, even if they really don't. Rationality and explicability appeal to me, but often I want to have my cake and eat it, too, viewing the world in paradigms of paradox. I like looking for sameness (how things are related), but appreciate the distinction of diversity.

I would never survive in industry, because the mechanical repetition bores me, and I wander off into day dreams that create severe safety hazards.

Decision-making is often gut reaction, rationalized later. The decisions I've been most happy about were the ones I reasoned out later. The carefully planned choices are usually the ones I ended up changing down the road.

Fear of sentimentality. Rip my heart out. Don't make it bleed painfully to death.

Most attracted to people with introverted existential angst, with a creativity that oozes into everything they touch.