joker 1st generation author

intjs are a special breed of crazy people (speaking from personal experience here!). they're paranoid, constantly calculating 10 possible outcomes from any situation, and then 12 more possibilities branching off each of those 10.

i'm pretty sure bayes himself must have been an intj. they're perfectionists, but not just any kind of perfectionist; like a borderline obsessive perfectionist. and it's not about some theoretical principle that they latch onto to make sure a job is perfect; it's about creating a framework based on their own analysis of how a task can be done in the absolute best way.

for an intj, doing a job, "any job" accurately is a matter of honor. they can't stand people who complain, whine, or act like a task is too difficult. and they have a special kind of hatred for slackers or those who slow things down. even if those people are their superiors, intjs might throw in a snide comment or at least make their displeasure known.

this, of course, can lead to them being labeled as arrogant jerks and getting into all sorts of trouble. intjs are all about initiative, they make decisions themselves and execute them without needing to ask for input or advice. and while their decisions are 99% of the time the best ones, this trait can cause serious problems with their bosses.

i don't know if this applies universally, but it seems to me that they have their fingers in every pie. they feel like they constantly need to be involved in something. intjs are system builders, but they don't really expect to run those systems, because they're introverts and not great at communication. also, they suck at delegating, so they just end up doing everything themselves.

intjs don't enjoy crowds or explaining things to people; ideally, they'd like to communicate telepathically and would probably only hang out with those they can communicate with that way. i get the feeling most of them die young, but hey, in 40 years they've already worked and produced as much as someone who's lived 80. so, yeah, they're pretty fascinating characters.

oh my, her obsession with black olives, playing with them like crazy, and after totally destroying the olive, spitting out the pit instead of swallowing it. when i toss her a green olive, she gives me that look like, 'what the heck is this? did you think i was an idiot?'

she absolutely hates all the noisy appliances in the house and will literally leave the room the moment they start running.

she is all about gossip, when my sister and i sneak into the kitchen and shut the door, our cat will come to the door and meow sadly. we think she's hungry or thirsty, so we give her food or water, and she couldn't care less. instead, she'll just hop up on a chair, sit where she can see us, and listen, glancing back and forth between me and my sister.

i swear, she picks her food brand! and she'll only eat from a glass dish, licking it just to hear that clink, but if you give her food in a plastic bowl, she won't even look at you.

even though she's a cat, she doesn't come over to rub against me asking for love or food; it's us who have to cuddle her and say, 'come on, let me love you, i'm your mama!'

and she has so many more weird habits, the little rascal.

we witnessed yet another historic engineering miracle. they managed to stop a massive rocket, 70 meters tall and 9 meters in diameter, in mid-air and catch it using two arms mounted on a tower.

and while doing this, we watched the entire adventure, including the one-hour journey 200 km above the earth, in full hd. (see: here you go)thanks to the hundreds of satellites they've placed into low orbit over the years, all communication was handled via starlink.

we saw the cheers of hundreds of young engineers. that joy wasn't just about witnessing history, it was about making history.