Buffalo Gal
Judi Griggs

I'm a communications professional, writer, cynic, mother, wife and royal pain. The order depends on the day. I returned to my hometown in November 2004 after a couple of decades of heat and hurricanes. I can polish pristine copy, but not here. This is my morning exercise -- 20-minute takes without a net or spellcheck. It's easier than sit ups for me. No guarantee what it will be for you. Clicking on the subscribe link will send you an email notice when each new entry is posted.
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Personality plus

I took a personality test at work yesterday. Apparently, I still have one.
My first association with Herrs Myers and Briggs was back in Texas when a friend convinced me to attend a Christian Singles night at her church (approximately 40 older women, a buffet of colorful casseroles made primarily with jello and Cool Whip and about eight guys who looked petrified). We sat on folding chairs, balancing our fruit punch cups on our knees and revealed our true selves by filling in small blocks with a Number 2 pencil.
I was extremely concerned to learn that as an ENTJ I was the personality model of Jesus Christ himself. Aside from the obvious pressures associated with such a pronouncement (everyone from that point forward would likely expect me to bring the wine) I had a hard time imagining standardized testing in the bibical era. Did an HR consultant assemble the apostles?
I immediately reverted to meeting men in bars, thereby eliminating the WWJD issue entirely.
My next testing encounter was part of a creative group hug at an ad agency. It was all warm and fuzzy until they distributed everyone's results (in an effort for us all to understand and appreciate each other better, harmony and understanding, sympathy and trust abounding, no more falsehoods or derisions, golden living dreams and visions, mystic crystal revelations and the mind's true liberation... or some other song from Hair). Everyone else in my section, including the boss, had the same personality type. I did not.
While it did not state I was a pervert, axe murderer or bunny-hater - it may as well have. This was a matter of major concern to the boss who did not recognize that in seeking his approval some of the junior staff had actually copied answers from others (no sir, I don't have any personality, I borrowed hers...)
The suggestion that a variety of ways to approach an issue might be valuable fell on deaf, but uniform, ears. If he wanted diversity, he'd hire a Protestant.
I decided not to mention that I had it on good Texas Presbyterian authority that the Lord himself might not fit on this team.
Thus I approached yesterday with fear and loathing.
Over the years, I've apparently become an ESNTJ with an even split between Sensing and Intuitive questions. Had they uncovered a latent schizophrenia? I was realy going to miss my office with the window wall. I really liked working at this place. I thought about changing some answers, but pressed SEND anyway.
Thus far there hs been no pressure to conform or be a Savior.
But I can do it if they ask.
My test says I'm adaptable.



Copyright 2008 Judi Griggs


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