My friend Lisa has a story about some cats. A family had two cats of which I don't remember the names, but one was so much like Jabba the Hut that the girl in the family cast the cat as Jabba in a homemade Star Wars video. The other cat hung out on top of the refrigerator a lot and didn't interact with the family much. They always thought the cats got along fine, but after Jabba croaked, the other cat became much more friendly. She got down off the fridge and began to hang out with the family. She was like a completely different cat.
The guys at the lab are just like that cat. Everybody is introverted, except for Office Extrovert. On the days when OE is out, it's very quiet except that whenever one of the guys walks into my lab, he grins and says, "Sure is quiet around here today." Well, OE has been out all week and the one who shares his office is getting positively gleeful. It took a couple days, but now he's chatting with people (even me to a slight extent). All morning I could hear his voice in the background.
I suppose I should call him Closet Extrovert.
207 words | July 14, 2004 07:59 PM | Rocket science