The INTPs Shadowy Lair
Continuing on with our MBTI family interaction stories, I’ve got a great one to tell you about that happened a couple days ago between me (INFJ Mom) and my son (INTP 16).
So there I was loading the dishwasher when my son rushes into the kitchen and says, “Mom! You gotta come, quick!” But I could tell nothing was serious, his tone was playful. He grabbed me by the shoulders and started marching me out of the kitchen like a prisoner, lol.
INFJ Mom: Where are we going?
INTP 16: To the deepest circle of hell.
INFJ Mom (pretending to be scared): Y-y-you mean… *gulp*, YOUR room?
INTP 16: Yes, my evil lair. Mwahahaha!
INFJ Mom: No! Not that! Anything but that!
INTP 16 (in a suddenly cheerful voice): Really? Anything?
INFJ Mom: Haha…. no
INTP 16: *shrugs* Can’t blame a guy for trying.
INFJ Mom: So what do you need?
INTP 16: That place sent me, like, this online job interview thing. I know how I want to answer the questions, but it won’t let me continue unless I have a word count of at least 150 words.
INFJ Mom: *Takes a look at what he wrote.* Oh that’s great. We can fluff this up, no problem.
INTP 16: How?
INFJ Mom: Just toss in some adverbs, add a few more details to make this sentence a little longer, and then do the same thing to this one down here.
INTP 16: … eh whatever. Can’t you just do it for me.
INFJ Mom: Let’s do it together!
INTP 16: *sigh* *eye roll* Ok, fine.
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Oh my goodness. How many of you out there have teenagers trying to land their first jobs? I’d love to hear some of your stories. Tell me about your experiences in the comments!
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