This week, I was working on a new assignment, and I found myself in a position where I had to meet many new people, and quickly make a good impression with them so that we can work together peacefully and efficiently. As an introvert, leaving a good impression would have been a little difficult in the past, but I have outlived that fear many years ago.
Extroverts seem to be able to do it all, don't they? My husband can walk up to any stranger and strike up a conversation. I can barely muster up the courage to ask for directions. He longs to go out and meet new people and make new friends. I prefer to stay home where I am safe and nicely tucked way from the world.
Maybe I can blame my parents for my ‘introvertedness’. Growing up, our apartment was always quiet. You could hear the movements of my mother cooking, or my father flipping the pages of a newspaper. Except for the few hours when the TV was on, the house was quiet. Those days,...