Tuesday 21 October 2008

Chapter Ten

The Ceremonial Leader (let's call him Attila Ajax Jeremy Clarkson the Lesser ESFJ, not meant to refer to any particular person living or dead) is providing the party for all the braves and the young ponies. All the sycophants are displaying proper respect to our glorious Petrolhead Leader at the launch of the new model Ford at Blayden.

Wait a minute, something is wrong, the Achilles Heel has stuck underneath the accelerator pedal and the brakes are off. Things are getting out of control. Our glorious Leader has been invalidated (I first put vanquished). He was borderline, but now he is going to invade Poland.

"My wife does not understand me" he complained. "I think she understands you very well, She sits at home like a melon and you work down the mines. One day when the mines are closed she will run off with the first sailor who buys her a fur coat."

Is she an accomplished actress? I though she was Ferret (ENFP) when she may be Pony (ESFJ) playing a game. Or the Wolfman (ENTJ) when called to account for his petulant outburst (I am getting really fed up with him) has now gone hyper. Gawd, knows what he is going to do, but the Bear is the computer mechanic under the colonial contract and he has a sore head and has put a Trojan in the machine.

Is it only single people that run true to their personality type? When they are married, they have a relationship and join the the world of dialogue and human beings? Or is it just that some people are unbearably (not to mate with Artisan bears) complex?

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