Completely Peopled Out

aarontcaycedokimura6I had to go into the office yesterday.  For those of you who haven’t been following my adventures regularly, I am fortunate to be able to work from home, which means I get the comfort of an introvert’s workspace.  There are times, however, when I do have to go into the office, which is a huge building crammed with cubicle farms.  Not a conducive space for an introvert.

Whenever I do go into the office, I try to cram in as many face-to-face meetings with people as I can, so it’s usually a packed day.  I do try to leave myself a little reading time in the atrium so I can get a few short breaks away from people, but yesterday was so booked with meetings that I barely had time for a bathroom break.  My lunch was eaten during conference calls.

One of the meetings I had was with a small group of my colleagues.  We got talking about our annual goals that we have to share with our managers.  One of my goals this year is to create an introvert blog on our company’s private version of a blogsphere.  When I announced that, everyone was shocked to find out that I was an introvert.  I assured them that I was and that coming in to the office really took a toll on me.

One of them later told me that she couldn’t get over that anyone so popular could be an introvert.  (That was a compliment, BTW.)  She told me I should consider writing a book, “The Popular Introvert”.  I think that’s a pretty good title, so I just might have to do that someday.

I do a good job of bringing out my submerged extrovert traits when I’m in the office.  I can discuss work inside and out.  Just don’t expect me to talk about anything other than work and the weather.  Don’t expect chit-chat, small talk.  Don’t ask me personal questions unless we already have a good personal relationship.

The last part of the day included a departmental meeting with our offices around the country.  Those of us in Portland met in a big conference room.  They went over staff anniversaries.  I had my fifth year anniversary so they had to applaud and everyone had to turn to stare at me.  Lovely.  I nod at everyone.  Thank you.  Now please look the other way.

I was supposed to send in a selfie so they could splash it up on the screen.  I didn’t.  I need to write an entire blog on introverts and selfies.  That would be a funny blog.  Self portraits by introverts.  121013 memory (5)A lot of people with hidden faces.

This is my favorite picture of me.  I wanted to send that in but the people I work with don’t always have that much of a sense of humor, so I didn’t.

My other good selfie is me taking a picture of an old car.

121611 chris self portrait

Oh, well.  Until I can get Cee to sneak a good picture of me, that will have to do.

I decompressed a little on my long drive home.  Then Cee and I just kicked back and goofed off the rest of the evening.  I slept hard but still woke up exhausted.  I’m tired to the point that I can’t focus and my skin hurts.  Did you ever get one of those days, when even your skin hurts?  *sigh*

Thank goodness it’s almost the weekend.  I’ll finally get a chance to do some reading and get caught up on my cooking.  My poor cooking blog is feeling lonely with only one new recipe this week.

The days are getting longer.  The cherry trees are blooming and the tulip festival starts next week.  Spring is arriving in all its beauty.  Our lawn guys were here mowing on Monday.  I love the smell of fresh cut grass.

See what I mean… too tired to be focused and do much more than babble, bouncing from one thought to another.

So there you have it, my ramblings and babbling for today.  I hope your week is going well, and quietly.  Virtual hugs to everyone.

Hi.  I’m Chris.  I’m an introvert.  Look for my ongoing series debunking the introvert myths (Sunday) and introvert cartoons (Wednesday), plus anything else interesting that I find in the meantime.  Come and share with like-minded introverts.  I also contribute to the new food blog Three’s Cooking, learning to cook from the heart, for the soul.

13 thoughts on “Completely Peopled Out

  1. As difficult as your office visits are, it IS a compliment that others think so highly of you; just wish it didn’t take so much out of You! The tulip festival and spring blooms sound wonderful. Enjoy your weekend of no engagement and re-charging.

  2. I can totally relate to this post. I entertained all last weekend, and had a marvelous time doing so…but when it was over, it took an entire day to fully recover from the tired, and a little longer to get my wits back!

  3. Oh I remember have to commute from Toowoomba to Brisbane to meet with clients and do a couple of things that weren’t able to be covered from home. Like you I’d have the office book the appointments all in one day as it was a very long drive down the mountain. By the time I got home my hair would hurt – as the only time I put it up and styled it was for meetings etc. The weight of it by the end of the day was awful but a long mass of curls that NEVER sit straight don’t make a business like impression. Hated face to face which is odd considering I worked in PR and Marketing.

  4. You’re able to work from home, and your company hosts blogs for its employees? That’s a rather rare company you work for. I also have a Work Face that, to my surprise, has fooled many into thinking that I’m outgoing and enjoy their company. I should take it as a compliment, but I don’t. I’ve confided in relatives and a few others that Work Me is a much better person than Offduty Me.
    Offduty Me doesn’t talk to anyone except in the fewest words possible – sometimes just mouthing the words – and has, on occasion, been heard to grunt replies. Offduty Me almost never smiles, except perfunctorily. As much of Offduty Me’s time as possible is spent writing or hobbying. And talking to Mom. She likes that.
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  5. I’m so glad I found your blog, Chris – very inspiring! And I love your phrase ‘all peopled out’, that’s such a perfect description of how most social situations leave me feeling, even those I enjoy with friends and family…

  6. I think this is why I enjoyed being a smoker when I still worked because I could use the excuse I needed a cigarette in order to escape for a few minutes to recharge.

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