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My personality type is INFJ. I’m very introverted, and people like me are hard to come by as we make up about 2% of population. I have a personality very much like Ghandi.

For the last few weeks I’ve been trying to figure out who I am and what I should do with my life. I’ve been spending a lot of time looks at jobs online to see if there’s anything out there that, given my current skills I’d actually be able to do. So far, it hasn’t been a very productive search. One quick look at my resume and you’ll notice two things: I know how to use a computer, and I know how to talk to people.

INFJs have a capacity for working at jobs which require solitude and concentration, but also do well when in contact with people, providing the human interaction is not superficial.

Having been a phone monkey for the last few years, I’ve begun to realize how much I hate people. The average person thinks only about themselves; no matter how trivial an occurence may be, when it comes to dealing with others in a working environment, most people care only about their own needs and desires. Hang around at McDonalds for a few minutes and watch the annoying big fat guy yell at the person behind the counter because there’s an onion ring mixed in with their french fries. Does poor Jimmy standing there in a paper hat deserve to be treaded like an inferior creature because he’s making minimum wage?

I understand that when it comes to businesses, an employee dealing with customers has to put on a happy face and represent the business they work for in a professional manner: they are the face of the company. And when you get mad at someone, you usually tell it to their face. But is it so hard to keep in mind that the face you’re yelling at isn’t some soul-less robot with a corporate logo stamped on it?

INFJs tend to be devoted to what they believe in and seek work where their needs, values, and ideals can be deeply engaged.

I’ve been thinking of getting back into web design, but I don’t know if I have what it takes to make it in a design-heavy environment. I compare my design abilities to those of a carpenter who can build a house, but doesn’t really have a good sense of interior design and decorating. But that’s not really what I want to do with my life. Quite frankly, I don’t know what I want to do with my life. When I was younger, I wanted to be an astronaut. Realistically? I’m not an Air Force pilot. I don’t have a degree in anything space-related. And I don’t have any way of getting my foot in the door at NASA aside from becoming a janitor. But I’d still give anything to be an astronaut.

The only viable thing for me to do at this point is to go back to school. It’s said that “hindsight is 20-20″ and that’s especially true of my decision to not get my B.A. in Computer Science. Or maybe it’s not. I know that I don’t want a desk job. I hate being restricted to a six-foot space by a length of telephone cord, and my eyes don’t particularly enjoy staring at a computer monitor while being exposed to fluorescent lighting for 9 hours. I want a job that helps people, or the environment. I want to do something to change the world, or help it. I want to be a marine biologist, or an urban planner. Or something that I haven’t even thought of yet. All I know is I want something more than what I have now, and I could really use a push in the right direction…

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