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Life Inside the Hamster Ball

roman jones

 I love this poster about introverts. It explains it so well. The recent awareness about introverts has helped me understand myself. I now realize why I don't like loud, crowded events. I understand why I've never felt comfortable at a prayer meeting. Why I don't like greeting time at church. Why eating "family style" at a restaurant with strangers is horrifying. Why I don't like to attend conferences.
I'm not saying that I don't enjoy people, I do. I just like them in smaller groups and in quiet settings.
Small talk is energy sucking.
Give me a long casual conversation anytime.

I was recently having a lovely conversation with someone I'll call Amanda. We hadn't seen each other in a few years and were having a nice quiet talk. Suddenly we were interrupted by another woman that I recognized but didn't really know who she was. She got in our faces and was going on and on (and ON) very loudly.
I wanted to get away but didn't want to do that to sweet Amanda.
But then, sweet Amanda did it to me.
She escaped.
Left me there with this woman who was suddenly inside my hamster ball.
And she really was. I wear reading glasses now, to focus on things that are close-up. I couldn't focus on her face because she was that close to me.
And blabbering.
Ew, and spittle was landing on my lips. Gag.

Finally I was able to get away. Rescued by my husband. 
It was too late though, my energy had already been stolen.
It took me about four hours to fully recover from that.

The older I get the more I like quiet. I do most of my work from home and I can't do it unless the house is quiet. Completely quiet. Some people (my husband for one) can work while watching TV. He can write a sermon while watching a Penn State game. I can't even concentrate to list something on eBay with the same event on.

I need the quiet to stimulate my thoughts.

Are you an introvert or an extravert? 
 

Comments

  1. Melissa in Michigan :)October 22, 2014 at 12:37 PM

    This is my favorite blog post of yours thus far.

    I am an INTROVERT all the way!

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  2. This is very interesting. I don't feel that I'm completely introverted, but I know that I CAN be. (And I don't like greeting time at church either!! lol)

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  3. Not sure what I am....I enjoy family and friends, but HATE being in a crowd of people, especially if I do not know them. I also HATE being the center of attention.

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