Types as People I'm Staring at in the Airport
INFJ- The guy with both headphones in, staring vacantly out the window and leaning on his suitcase like a wistful farm boy dreaming of a better life.
ESFJ- The harassed, apologetic airline agent who keeps scurrying around like a chagrined shih-tzu, grimacing and expressing his regrets that everyoneâs flights are canceled.
ESTP- The couple who still look happy, probably because theyâre at the front of the line. They wonât stop smiling, laughing, and hugging awkwardly.
INTP- The confused couple who just want to check in to their flight but keep getting back in line because theyâre confused. Theyâre gesturing to signs and muttering, totally unaware.
ESFP- The one little kid who keeps running in circles and touching things like the world is still a fascinating place, no matter how long he has to wait to get on a plane.
ISFP- The pissed off looking college student with her arms folded, glowering at the back of the guy in front of her with narrowed, bloodshot eyes.
ENFJ- The guy hauling three huge bags behind him who looks like heâs carrying the luggage for his entire family, plus a few neighbors and their kids.
ENFP- That one woman who seems utterly unfazed by it all, gesturing wildly to her traveling companion (or maybe itâs a new friend she met in line), hair bouncing and always smiling.
INTJ- The other poor college student, chewing his lip nervously and constantly twitching, clearly with somewhere to be. I donât think heâll make it on time.
ISTP- The desperate nihilist, head buried in his hands, neck withdrawn into his checkered shirt, rocking back and forth in what might be fervent prayers, fervent sobs, or a fervent techno beat.
ENTJ- The woman whoâs on top of shit and calling her airline to arrange another flight, while sheâs in line. Sheâs traveling light and unfazed by havoc.
ESTJ- The cool, collected woman writing neatly in a journal in elegant, looping handwriting, studiously avoiding eye contact with her fellow passengers.
ENTP- The optimistic child with unwonted enthusiasm who keeps chanting âGo United!â like heâs at a soccer game and jumping up and down like a football cheerleader.
ISFJ- The two strangers who have met each other in line and seem to be exchanging life stories, she animatedly and eagerly and he with weary trepidation.
INFP- The twin babies, one of whom is wailing in alternate pleasure and terror, the other of whom is staring around with wide, shocked eyes, previously unaware of humanityâs vast variety.
ISTJ- My mom, who has her head buried in her hands and a tight frown on her lips, resting just on the verge of hysteria and held back only by taking deep, calming breaths.
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