My fiance and I started our pre-marital counseling at church last week. She’s a true-blue extrovert; I’m a hardcore introvert. Some people think that extroverts and introverts are not a good match in marriage. But, if I wanted to marry someone who was like me, I’d marry myself.
When I was telling the story of how I met my fiance, the married couple who counsels us picked up on the fact that I like things in a logical, structured order. All I said was that I’m generally organized and like to have a plan; the fact that I’m an accountant didn’t help my case. My fiance is organized in her own way, works with people every day and has plans that change at any time.
From there, the male counselor referred to my temperament as anal-retentive about ten times during the remainder of the session. I’m not really an uptight guy most of the time, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that introvert = anal-retentive. Did you ever notice that introverts don’t refer to themselves as anal-retentive? It’s the extroverts who call us that.
I’d also like to add that I don’t like the adjective anal-retentive in general–it sounds gross.
I’m going to keep track of the anal-retentive count over the next five weeks. I might suggest we find another term for anal-retentive: compulsive character.