Personality Test

I'm done with finals and rather bored, so I wasted my time by taking a facebook personality quiz. It consisted of 100 statements that I could rate on the "Strongly agree" to "Strongly disagree" scale. The statements went something like this:

• "I have a vivid imagination."
• "I talk to lots of people at parties."
• "I'm incredibly mean to everyone."

Then you are given numbers in five personality categories: openness, conscientiousness, extraversion, agreeableness, and neuroticism. Apparently I'm very open, conscientious and agreeable, moderately extraverted, and not much of a neurotic.

In high school a similar test gave me compatibility rankings for various careers. I think one of my better matches was mortician. I've never trusted these things at all. So when I finished, I was rather surprised to see what it thought my college major should be:

What's with the purple anyway?

Suprisingly:

1. Out of 60 majors, it got mine perfectly.
2. My personal next best fit? Not decide on any particular major at all.
   
3. Computer engineers and general studiesers have extremely similar personalities. Supposedly.

Surprises 2 and 3 support my old "Personality tests are rubbish!" feelings. At the same time, those feelings seem entirely discredited by surprise 1. I'm not really sure what to think.

Oh yeah. Apparently I wouldn't do well in cosmetology.

Crazy people

People outside Best Buy all night before Black Friday? People camping outside a movie theaters? People camping just to buy a DVD copy of the Dark Knight at midnight? I laugh at these people.

At the midnight release of Harry Potter 7, I took my brother to Barnes and Noble to stand in line. (Actually, one hour into the event and halfway through the line, we discovered that Hastings had the book without a line just down the street.) But that was only because he needed someone to take him there, not because I was that crazy. And when I spent a few hours in line for BYU vs Utah basketball game tickets, it was only to keep my friend company. That's all. Never mind that I also got tickets and waited in line just as long.

So on Thursday night into Friday morning, I spent quite a few hours trying to justify why I was in line. I was alone, so I can't really blame anyone else. I'm still not sure if I'm embarrassed or proud of myself.

Where:

Capitol Theatre, Salt Lake City

When: I left after a midnight Walmart run with my cousin. I got back the next morning at about 10am.

Who:

Approximate attendance

My appearance:

My iPod and book were photoshopped out.

Appropriate appearance for such an excursion in December:



Net cash flow: -$596.00

The Goods:


The line was nearly four blocks long at one point. There was a lot of nervous laughter as the 5AMers showed up and realized that they might not be getting tickets after all.

Mystery Girl

Setting: BYU vs Wyoming Football game
When: September 20, 2008
Where: North end zone student section, Lavell Edwards Stadium
Who: Me, Tia, and Mystery Girl

(Halfway through the game)

Tia: "Bryan, that girl up there is cute. You should ask her out."

Bryan: "Hah, okayyy..."

(15 minutes later Mystery Girl turns around and Bryan sees her face.)

Bryan, joking: "You're right, Tia. You should get her number for me."

(End of shutout out game. Crowd is dispersing in all directions. Mystery Girl turns left, my group of friends turns right.)

Tia: "Bryan, you're letting her get away!"

Bryan, still joking: "Hah. Darn. You failed me, Tia. I told you to get her number for me."

Tia does an about-face and begins moving quickly in the direction of Mystery girl. I suddenly become very concerned and pretend that I don't know what is going on. I keep walking with everyone else in the opposite direction of Mystery girl. I'm already pretty embarrassed. Tia catches up to Mystery Girl, well out of ear shot. Tia walks up and introduces herself to Mystery Girl, shaking her hand.

Tia: "Hi. I'm Tia."

Mystery Girl: "Hi. I'm _______."

Tia: "We were sitting behind you a during the game, and my friend thought that you were cute."

Girl laughs.

Tia, quickly making up an excuse: "He and I had a bet about if the game would end up being a shutout or not. If Wyoming had scored, he would be getting your number right now. Can I get it for him?"

Mystery Girl appears flattered, but she laughs uneasily.

Mystery Girl: "Sorry. If he wanted it, he should have come to get it himself."

Tia and I had a pretty good laugh about the situation. I was glad she didn't get the number - that way I didn't have to be pressured into asking her out and feeling like a creepy stalker.

---
Flash forward a few months.
---

Setting: The Wilk.
When: Last Friday, December 5, halfway through my lunch.

I look up from my food and notice someone at the table next to me. She looks familiar, yet somehow I don't think I've ever talked to her. A friend of a friend? Did I have some GE with her a long time ago? Is she just some good looking girl that I've noticed on campus before?

No, wait! It's her! Wyoming Football Game Mystery Girl!

But she doesn't know who I am. I wasn't there when Tia talked to her after the game. Too bad I'm even more afraid of approaching her now than I was then.

(10 minutes of mental deliberation later)

I slide my chair around so I'm closer to Mystery Girl and facing her directly.

Bryan: "So I have a funny story to tell you."

Mystery Girl, smiling: "Okay."

Bryan: "I'm Bryan. Earlier this year at the the Wyoming football game I was sitting behind you and my friend suggested that I get your number. I never planned on getting it, but I joked about it with her a little bit. As you walked away after the game, she ran up to you, made up some story about a bet that we had, and asked for your number. So... yeah. I'm the creepy guy behind that whole incident. I just recognized you here and spent a few minutes talking myself into telling you so that we could laugh about the whole incident."

Mystery Girl laughs, and then reaches out and shakes my hand.

Mystery Girl: "I'm Sharee. Nice to meet you. Sorry, but you've totally got the wrong girl. That wasn't me at all. I liked your story though!"

Oops.

You know that you are in an engineering building when...

... you need to plug your laptop in, and you have 38 empty power plugs within 15 feet. And no windows anywhere.

Note that all of the power plugs are a permanent part of the room itself - no power strips.

Lame ways to break up

Worst Ways Bryan's Friends Have Gotten the Break Up Message:

3. Several sentence email, when the person lived about a hundred feet away.
2. Facebook chat.
1. Accidentally running into his girlfriend while showing physical affection for another girlfriend.

New Addition: Text message. (I always used to joke about this, never thinking anyone older than 14 would actually do it.)

Does that get added between 1 and 2, or between 2 and 3?