When I'm exhausted from being wrong, I sometimes pretend that I'm right.
When that happens, I think of all the strange NT rituals I have to engage in, daily, and they are all mandatory. Here's a typical one:
I pass a coworker in the hall. The other person inevitably initiates THE RITUAL.
Coworker (raising hand to face level): Hi! (Translation - I see you and know you see me. Are you friend or foe?)
Me (vaguely wiggling fingers at chest level): Hi back atcha! (Translation: I acknowledge your presence and I am not hostile)
Coworker (hustling past): Cool! (Translation - successful completion of ritual. Safety assured)
UHMMMM... So I've worked with these people for twenty years, we pass in the hallway every single day. Are NTs so insecure and frightened that I have to constantly assure them that I am aware that they are there, and that I'm not hostile?
What's up with that?
When that happens, I think of all the strange NT rituals I have to engage in, daily, and they are all mandatory. Here's a typical one:
I pass a coworker in the hall. The other person inevitably initiates THE RITUAL.
Coworker (raising hand to face level): Hi! (Translation - I see you and know you see me. Are you friend or foe?)
Me (vaguely wiggling fingers at chest level): Hi back atcha! (Translation: I acknowledge your presence and I am not hostile)
Coworker (hustling past): Cool! (Translation - successful completion of ritual. Safety assured)
UHMMMM... So I've worked with these people for twenty years, we pass in the hallway every single day. Are NTs so insecure and frightened that I have to constantly assure them that I am aware that they are there, and that I'm not hostile?
What's up with that?