It is time for me to drop some knowledge. I believe there
are four types of people in this world. The first two are introverts and extroverts.
I'm quite certain that the majority of people in this country know the
difference between the two. That being said, I should probably define the two
just to make sure. Introverted people like to be by themselves and extroverted
people love to be around others.
As for the other types of people in the world, allow me to
introduce you to extroverted introverts and introverted extroverts. Those may or
may not be the same thing. For the purposes of this blog post, they're going to
be different. Per my definition, extroverted introverts need to be alone most
of the time but can handle being around people. Introverted extroverts would
likely prefer to be among other people but occasionally require times of
solitude to recharge.
As a self-proclaimed introverted extrovert, being a
stay-at-home dad does present its challenges. For one, my "party" is
limited to an extremely talkative three-year-old and a stair-climbing six-month-old.
Yes, that's correct; Ethan knows how to climb stairs. Not all of them at once
but he can definitely handle a few.
Back to the point, despite Ellie's best intentions, I do
occasionally find myself pining to have a conversation with another adult.
That's why when the doorbell rang today, I found myself happily leaping off the
floor and bounding to the door to see just who was on the other side. Now, you
can imagine the range of emotions coursing through my brain when I opened the
door to find a door-to-door salesman on the other side.
Quick, it's time for a multiple choice test. Did I:
A. Quickly tell him I'm not interested and slam the door
in his face
B. Ask him to come back later
C. Politely decline
D. Step outside and engage in a five to ten minute
conversation with my new best friend
If you know me at all, then you know the correct answer here
was D. Since Ellie and Ethan were happy and calm, I stepped outside onto the
porch and joined my new friend, Bo, in conversation. I did however leave the
front door open so I could easily keep an eye on my kids through the storm door.
As Bo proceeded to give me the rundown of all of the new and
fancy services Spectrum could offer me, I just stood and nodded, occasionally
interjecting with replies when appropriate. Sometime after Bo attempted to
convince me to bundle my cell phone plan with a Spectrum internet plan but
before he told me it was ok to "borrow" my parents' satellite TV
login, I looked down to see an extroverted pair of eyes peeking through the
glass door. Ethan had made his way over and was ready and willing to join me in
hearing Bo's sales pitch. With that, I picked up my son and proudly held him in
my arms as we both proceeded to shower Bo with what was probably a very
excessive amount of direct eye-to-eye contact.
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| An example of Ethan's tremendous aptitude for eye-to-eye contact |
Unfortunately for Ethan and I, our fun soon ended with the
simple words, "We have Google Fiber's 100 Mbps plan." Once those
words exited my mouth, Bo knew deep down that he had been beaten. Regardless,
he left a handy, dandy sheet of printer paper with all that we had talked about
for me to go over with Bethany.
Unfortunately for that handy, dandy sheet of printer paper,
it's likely destined to become the next victim of Ethan's shredding habit.
After all, if there's one thing my son likes more than making a new friend,
it's making a mess out of an otherwise nice sheet of paper. #DaddyWrite
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| I know this doesn't apply at all. However, this caught my eye while closing Giphy. I must ask, "Why?". |
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