I've been fascinated by personality tests ever since I abandoned those quizzes where you try to find out the shape of your face. At this point in my life I don't care what shape my face is. Or what shape my whole head is for that matter. What am I, a professor of geometry?
Personality tests, however, always extend the promise of deep and meaningful insight into what's been bothering you all these years. Even brief ones printed on bus panels are a catalyst for self-examination. One-panel versions in public transportation pose such questions as "Need Cash?" or "Want to Meet Local Singles?" If your ride is long enough, you can write a complex story combining an answer. Basically, those two questions inspired Flaubert to write "Madame Bovary."
But even personality tests have their limitations. To be honest, the standard assessments have replaced organized religion for a lot of people. I have friends who treat Myers-Briggs the way others treat Warren Buffet, with a belief so profound it borders on reverence.
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