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I remember the first time I heard about intertype relations, I became very observant and kind of a nut on typing other people. I was at a party and was scoping around the room trying to guess people’s types. I saw someone who seemed very inconspicuous, and was picking up trash. We were both volunteers, and that was my job but I just wanted to watch the oscars so I was paying more attention to the show. He ended up doing the one chore that I was assigned for the night, and I kinda thought, wow I would have never noticed this guy doing my job…Later, we were standing near the other volunteers and he asked me for my name and contacted me a few days later. It wasn’t a good time for either of us to be dating but we did it anyway and I sometimes wonder what would have happened if we had managed to stay in a relationship with each other. I really felt like this guy understood something about me, and I, him. I wasn’t sure of his type back then but now I’m pretty certain that it was a dual experience.
I met someone later at a summer job, fundraising door-to-door. He was very attractive to me. Tall, tan, skinny but athletic with large eyes and dark hair. He had a tendency to be brutally honest, yet still popular simply because he was the top seller at work and very concise with his words. He called himself a nice douchebag. It was embarassing because I was always looking at him. Like, as if I had something to say to him but couldn’t bring myself to speak. (Typical me, having a crush on someone.) There was only one time that we were alone together. I felt like a child. I had quit right in the middle of the street because I was fed up. We walked to his place nearby, because his knee was hurting and he couldn’t continue. We were alone in the living room together… and we didn’t really say much but it felt like there was a lot of trust. I really miss him.
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