If you’ve been on the internet for more than five minutes, you’ve likely seen the myriad of extrovert/introvert jokes flying around. I found a bunch when I was helping a friend find some for a blog post. It took approximately 2.3 seconds.
Okay, most of the jokes are about introverts. We’re in the minority, you see, and our behavior may seem odd to the more socially inclined.
I can be social for a time, but interaction drains my batteries. When that happens I may still be in the presence of others, but my contribution becomes little more than “yeah,” “uh huh,” and maybe an occasional unintelligible grunt.
My mom recognizes this and says it’s when I start introverting.
Hey, it’s not our fault! If you run a marathon, you run out of gas, right? Same idea.
The part that makes it extra fun is while socializing drains our energy, it does the exact opposite for extroverts. It’s like they’re siphoning energy from us via inane chatter.
All these jokes may seem teasing or even mean, but they’ve had a positive side effect: they’ve turned “introvert” into a verb (like my mom did).
The internet has provided us a way to interact without interacting directly. The need to introvert is slower, but when it does hit, we can just leave! You can’t do that at a party (unless you find a cat or dog to pet).
We aren’t completely a-social. We like to visit with people who are our friends. My husband and I are both introverts and beat the odds and found each other.
We met at a party, even! It was at the house of a common friend and there was a movie involved but it still counts. We were strangers and yet we talked to each other.
So while the internet (and phones when in public) catch a lot of grief, I am thankful for the outlet. It’s made introverting more understood – and has also provided a means of escape.