I know, I’m in the middle of a series about avoiding stereotypes. But stereotypes did come about based, however loosely, on the truth, and here’s some proof. Behold: a true scenario where an ISFJ, an INTP, and an INFJ (me, if you were wondering) are forced to be creative.
A chemistry classroom. ISFJ, INTP, and INFJ are seated at a table.
TEACHER: (giving assignment) Illustrate the concepts you learned in these past chapters through a children’s story, a poster, or another artistic way.
INFJ: Oh fun!
ISFJ: For you guys. I’m not creative!
(all get paper and pencils)
INFJ: My uncreative main character is going to switch dimensions to where these laws are reversed (laughs manically, writes like crazy)
ISFJ: What should I do?
INTP: I’ll have an element be best friends with a star and go on adorable adventures.
ISFJ: I don’t have any ideas.
INFJ: (giggles over agony of character)
INTP: Would this view of the beginning of the universe be accepted here?
ISFJ: I suppose I could have an electron walk around looking for its atom, like that one book Are You My Mother? I used to love that story.
INTP: I think I need to cut the best friend (wads up pages).
INFJ: (sets main character on fire)
INTP: Instead of several adventures, my molecule will go on one (draws molecule character). Oh she’s so cute!
ISFJ: (shakes head at INFJ, who’s giggling over own jokes, pen flying)
INTP: (turns in adorable story with adorable illustrations about an adorable molecule otherwise completely different from original plan)
ISFJ: (turns in story following the Are You My Mother? pattern but with chemistry characters)
INFJ: (turns in 10 page story of mostly text exactly following original idea chock full of Terry Pratchett like humor)