I'm with LMo...ESTJ. At least this is what a professional company scored me as.

I had to go to a three day management conference to learn about Meyers Briggs about eleven or twelve years ago. It was to teach us that "all employees" who worked under us had different personalities and we were supposed to learn how to interact with each different "group."

I scored the highest T score out of my group which was about 50 people. They yanked me up to the front of the conference room and did a number on my head. It sucked.

It went something like this.

The T means "thinking" as opposed to feeling.

So in my work environment, if an employees came to me all boo-hooing about their personal problems, I had no tolerance.

I was very "let's go, hurry up, punch in, sorry your cat died."

Outside the work environment I was a "feeling" type of gal and would make you a cup of coffee and we'd cry over the cat. BUT anything work related....do your job or get out.

So they called me up to role play...knowing I was the highest thinker.

The guy was "playing" an associate who was always late and I of course was boss woman from hell.

I was supposed to be learning "listening" skills but he immediately pushed my buttons. He was "playing" this whiney kid who was all "Well, Miss Petunia, I am late because my cat died and then my bird got loose and my hair wasn't coming out right." I was gripping the chair I was so mad, lol.

I was supposed to "listen" and respond with a "You" statement instead of an "I"
statement. Like this....
"You sound like you've had a lot to deal with lately and it's interfering somewhat with your ability to get here on time." (I know this now in hindsight, lol)

At the time I was like..."I need you here when you're scheduled as I have deadlines etc...and I have to find someone to cover for you and I'm tired of you being late... I I I I I I I " for ten minutes. Every time I opened my mouth he stopped me and said ...take five seconds, listen and then respond.

I still couldn't do it. I wanted to fire this pretend employee's ***, lol.

It got so bad that at one point, rather than say something, I stuck the pencil in my mouth and bit down on it. The place exploded in applause, lolololol.

Yikes. I learned my lesson though.

Come to find out the company I worked for at the time wanted ESTP's but ESTJ's came in a close second.

Weird, huh?