Permit me to introduce myself…I am of Scottish Descent and yet I am an Introvert. The Scottish Heritage speaks for itself, methinks. However, the Introvert issue should be discussed as there seems to be some generalities being believed as accurate when, in fact, they are quite inaccurate. Let’s discuss a few, shall we?
Introverts Are Shy, Bashful, Anti-Social, and Boring.
Shall we begin with the “Introverts Are Shy”? I can understand how this fallacy could raise more than a few eyebrows. Being an Introvert does, in no way, mean I am shy. I am observant and I am cautious. Unlike my counterparts, My Extroverted Brethren and Sisters, I am not gregarious, not am I the “life of the party.” That is not to say that I don’t enjoy a good party, I do enjoy hoisting a few with those I have permitted within the personal boundary (they respect my quietitude), and I also enjoy a chuckle, guffaw, chortle, or gafortle if you will. I am in no way bashful, however, as stated above, I am cautious and observant in that I do not wish to “let go” until I know with whom I will be sharing.
Then there’s the whole Antisocial and Boring aspect. Truth be told, these are not traits whereby my words can possibly hope to change the perception of others. However, I do admit that my need for quiet and solitude in order to recharge can be viewed as being antisocial. I have come to realize that it is rather a rude act on my part to quietly slip away from the group in order to enter into my portable fortress of solitude (which is found within my cranium seeking to keep my ears from slapping each other). I offer my apologies to any hosts or hostesses whom I may have offended by this tendency. My offense was not purposefully hurtful.
My profession requires quite a lot of human interaction and even with dogs, who play a huge role in my place of employment. To be honest, I prefer the company of dogs over many humans because dogs are willing to sit with you and permit you to rub their belly whilst you enter your recharging mode. My personal companion is a Rescue Pup who is perfectly happy sitting with me and allowing me to regain strength without having to say a word. Okay, if more humans want me to rub their bellies, then we have broached boundaries best kept closed.
One of the activities I engage in on a regular basis is teaching several classes to the new hires. I teach them for 2.5 hours straight and actually require them to interact with me. I have a propensity of tossing bite sized Tootsie Rolls during class when I expect a particular new hire to engage in the discussion. Thus, I am not antisocial I consider myself selectively social.
As an Introvert, I enjoy movies, plays, reading, coffee, beer, the occasional shot or two of Scotch, the odd cigar or pipe now and then, I enjoy many genres of music (whilst I detest some genres as well). Being of complexion so pale that the sunlight will turn me into a scorched marshmallow doesn’t deter me from seeking the tranquility of the salt air of the sea. Not much of a fan of dabbling in the water, though, since I know what the fish do in there (and people who don’t wish to exit for the lavatories), not to mention the things that get dumped into the waters. I will admit to watching far too much of Shark Week and learning that the powerful and aggressive Bull Shark likes to hunt in shallow waters and is able to endure in fresh water as well. Thus, I am content to enjoy the shore or, better yet, the outdoor Snak Shak where one can enjoy the outdoors under the shade of the shed with its appropriate ceiling fan cooling me outside, whilst an ice cold beverage of some sort cools the innards.
I trust this diatribe has been helpful, informational, and inspirational for you. Should you wish to make inquiries, feel free. I am an introvert who is not fearful of engaging and a healthy dialogue.
Thank you for taking the time to read and visit. It is my hope you will feel free to return from time to time for a visit.