Type A
My friends have been teasing me lately about my hyper-organization with regards to my upcoming nuptials and the following parté. And the term “Type A” was thrown into the conversation, albeit lovingly. Still, I find that I see myself as a tight squeeze into upper-end of the Type B personality with a heightened sense of organization.
Let’s consult Wikipedia, shall we?
“The Type A personality is a set of characteristics that includes being
impatient,
excessively time-conscious,
insecure about one's status,
highly competitive,
hostile and aggressive,
and incapable of relaxation.
Type A individuals are often highly achieving workaholics who multi-task, drive themselves with deadlines, and are unhappy about the smallest of delays. Although they may exhibit some or all of these characteristics, it does not mean that people with the type A personality are incapable of showing love, affection or other types non-pessimistic behavior. Many are also capable of "couching" some of these behavior attributes with proper treatment and medication.”
Okay, let’s take a look at this. I can’t be terribly impatient because I am a teacher afterall. In fact, sometimes I’ve been told that I am very patient. Not all the time, but possibly more than your average Joe.
Am I time-conscious? Absolutely. I’ll give you that one. Is it excessive? Well, sometimes I don’t wear a watch to school.
Insecure? Check.
Highly competitive? Absolutely not. When entering a race, I’ll pray not to come in dead last, but if I was to only enter races where I stood a chance in hell of placing, I’d never enter any races. I rarely win at Poker. I rarely win at Settlers of Catan. I rarely win at Squash (see previous blogs). And I only enjoy golf if we don’t keep score at all.
Hostile…..only if you try to take my french fries.
Aggressive….again, only if free food is involved.
Incapable of Relaxation? Sudokus, yoga, the Rubik’s Cube and Bubble Bobble have done wonders for me here.
My friends have been teasing me lately about my hyper-organization with regards to my upcoming nuptials and the following parté. And the term “Type A” was thrown into the conversation, albeit lovingly. Still, I find that I see myself as a tight squeeze into upper-end of the Type B personality with a heightened sense of organization.
Let’s consult Wikipedia, shall we?
“The Type A personality is a set of characteristics that includes being
impatient,
excessively time-conscious,
insecure about one's status,
highly competitive,
hostile and aggressive,
and incapable of relaxation.
Type A individuals are often highly achieving workaholics who multi-task, drive themselves with deadlines, and are unhappy about the smallest of delays. Although they may exhibit some or all of these characteristics, it does not mean that people with the type A personality are incapable of showing love, affection or other types non-pessimistic behavior. Many are also capable of "couching" some of these behavior attributes with proper treatment and medication.”
Okay, let’s take a look at this. I can’t be terribly impatient because I am a teacher afterall. In fact, sometimes I’ve been told that I am very patient. Not all the time, but possibly more than your average Joe.
Am I time-conscious? Absolutely. I’ll give you that one. Is it excessive? Well, sometimes I don’t wear a watch to school.
Insecure? Check.
Highly competitive? Absolutely not. When entering a race, I’ll pray not to come in dead last, but if I was to only enter races where I stood a chance in hell of placing, I’d never enter any races. I rarely win at Poker. I rarely win at Settlers of Catan. I rarely win at Squash (see previous blogs). And I only enjoy golf if we don’t keep score at all.
Hostile…..only if you try to take my french fries.
Aggressive….again, only if free food is involved.
Incapable of Relaxation? Sudokus, yoga, the Rubik’s Cube and Bubble Bobble have done wonders for me here.
So where others may say I am classified as Type A, I say I get the job done. I’m efficient and I try to cover all the angles. I’ve been known to maybe dabble my big toe in the waters of Type A-ness, but only when I’m working on a big important project. On a regular day, I’m B all the way, baby.
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