Those who know me would call me introverted...shy...quiet...
Then you get to know me and I come out of my shell more.
As a side note coming from an introverted person...I like my quiet time...alone...escaped in my own thoughts...my own little safe world. Sure, I like to get out and party once in a GREAT while, but I don't need that constant human interaction to stay sane.
It's always awkward for me to meet new people...especially if they are shy, too. I don't know what to say besides the normal nice to meet you, I don't know how to act besides super polite, and I feel completely awkward.
Most of the time, meeting extroverted people is fine. I'm still my shy self, but I don't have to worry about starting a subject of conversation...
Then SOMETIMES, you meet an overly extroverted person and though normally an introverted person would slink farther into her shell like a frightened turtle, however, I feel rejuvenated. Though I can't take an extended period of exposure to said extroverted persons, for a few hours, it's exciting. It's the type of person who upon meeting you for the first time runs up and gives you a giant bear hug, calls you hun, and invites you into their family. They never run out of questions to ask you, or things to talk about, and in their mind, you are their best friend during their time with you. They are the type of people who can liven up a dead room just by being there.
I never have understood the lack of humility this genre of people have, but it's inspiring. I know I'll never be like that, but it's always refreshing to meet someone like that.
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