Type Casting at the Planet
Yesterday was really awesome. We went to family night with Joy and Chuck. It was really fun. It started off with a Broadway type tap-dance number. Out in front was none other than my best friend’s wife Cindy. She was really good. I had no idea she knew how to tap. And I’m not just saying that because she got me in as a guest. There were two original songs, two solos, cultural dances from Hawaii, The Philippines and Mexico, various comedy acts and a Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata. Like I said it was really awesome.
Afterward we went to Williamsburg to eat. The wait for a table at Sea was ridiculously long. The entrance was totally packed. Fortunately, because Williamsburg is such a cool little area, we walked over to another really cool restaurant, Planet Thailand. Didn’t it used to be Planet Thai once? Any way really cool restaurant, good food. But what’s with the “We only accept cash”? Who pays with cash these days. “Coincidentally” they had an ATM machine in the restaurant right next to the DJ’s station. A two dollar ATM fee. Can you say kickback?
I was my usual reserved self. Then the conversation changed to type casting. Chuck thought I was an INSP or something like that. Wow, that was off. Do I really act that differently from my personality at times? I told him I’m an INFJ, and I think he started realizing it after a while. He said he should have observed me a bit longer. I came pretty close In guessing his type. I was only off by one letter. All in all, I think Chuck is a pretty nice guy. I think he and Joy will be good together. Somewhere in the conversation someone said Joy was an INFJ, but I don’t believe it for one second. Truthfully, I don’t know what Joy is. I think I stopped type casting my friends shortly before I first met her. I mean it’s so much work to correctly type cast someone and these days I prefer to be pleasantly surprised by someone’s personality. I guess I’m becoming more laid back in some areas.
Music: Timo Maas “Caravan (featuring Finlay Quaye)”