I don't have to look far to find an introvert, as I'm married to one. The rewards are rich, but it does require some knowledge and skill. Kind of like adopting a rescue greyhound.
Robin, as aforementioned, I am a Montanan. The following, then, hit home: “Occasionally, you may see an introvert running feral in the wild.” In recent memory, that would’ve been Ted Kaczynski.
Hmm... I am in urgent need of an extreme ironing afficionado... or maybe an ambulant thesaurus would be more useful.... competitive Mallard herding ( specifically Mallards and not generic ducks) also sounds handy too. It sounds like I'm starting a collection....
Indeed! I need an introvert in my life, in fact I need a whole herd of them. The question is can introverts tolerate "being herded" or would keeping them in a large group ( more than one) be cruel?
As for the ducks - No local Mallard with an iota of self-respect will be herded with a basic, generic duck
Navel Gazing? I do a lot of navel gazing, but only after long breaks between navel gazing sessions does it lead to lint collection. Do I qualify as introvert? I must stress that the only navel at which I gaze is my own. I do recognize that were I to cast my gaze toward the navel of another, let alone collect any lint that I might find, that I could be classified as a “vert” of an entirely different sort.
Can be, surprisingly, lint has a fractal like quality where, if you squint hard enough and dig deep into the depths of your imagination you might spot a star like figure in the fuzz. The real challenge would most likely be training the telescope on your belly button. Now I can only speak from the experience of having an innie.
Please don’t find us.
You make a good point 😆
I don't have to look far to find an introvert, as I'm married to one. The rewards are rich, but it does require some knowledge and skill. Kind of like adopting a rescue greyhound.
A rescue greyhound 😆. Smart move marrying one though.
Who is good with power tools.
Robin, as aforementioned, I am a Montanan. The following, then, hit home: “Occasionally, you may see an introvert running feral in the wild.” In recent memory, that would’ve been Ted Kaczynski.
Ok, maybe not THAT introvert 😆
Hahahaha!
Introvert here. We don't want to be saved.
...you make a good point 😆
Hmm... I am in urgent need of an extreme ironing afficionado... or maybe an ambulant thesaurus would be more useful.... competitive Mallard herding ( specifically Mallards and not generic ducks) also sounds handy too. It sounds like I'm starting a collection....
It definitely sounds like you need an introvert in your life then. And of course Mallard, who wants to herd basic ducks? 😆
Indeed! I need an introvert in my life, in fact I need a whole herd of them. The question is can introverts tolerate "being herded" or would keeping them in a large group ( more than one) be cruel?
As for the ducks - No local Mallard with an iota of self-respect will be herded with a basic, generic duck
My first instinct might be to say they prefer to be kept alone. But perhaps that's a Freudian slip for left alone.
lol at the Mallard line.
I didn't just adopt one - I married him. ☺️
Oooh, smooth move!
I will be available for adoption starting today! Great piece, Robin!
Ooh nice, I hope someone lovely rescues you!
THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE READ ON SUBSTACK IN A LONG TIME. I LAUGHED SO HARD I PEED MY PANTS. YOU ARE A RIOT WITH YOUR WRITING
Aww thank you so much Teri! :)
Deffo bookmarking Fictitious Facts Quarterly. That one is a keeper.....
😆 It's a solid read.
🤣
This is marvelous
Navel Gazing? I do a lot of navel gazing, but only after long breaks between navel gazing sessions does it lead to lint collection. Do I qualify as introvert? I must stress that the only navel at which I gaze is my own. I do recognize that were I to cast my gaze toward the navel of another, let alone collect any lint that I might find, that I could be classified as a “vert” of an entirely different sort.
😆😆 That might be one of the most introverted things I've ever read. You qualify, and I think get a set of steak knives.
Steak knives are great for lint mining, butter knives, not so much.
😆😆
Is that like star gazing? Does one need a telescope?
Can be, surprisingly, lint has a fractal like quality where, if you squint hard enough and dig deep into the depths of your imagination you might spot a star like figure in the fuzz. The real challenge would most likely be training the telescope on your belly button. Now I can only speak from the experience of having an innie.
An innie and an introvert! A delightful combination!
Adopting an introvert is a bit much. Couldn't we just be friends.
home/basement/crawlspace?
That would be painful.
That does sound like a much easier arrangement.
Lol id adopt you
😆😆 Bad idea
Beautiful! 😍
I feel so seen!
Yay!
thank you, Robin you’re so wise💚🎉