It doesn't related to INTP 
Future serial killer detected.I have a few. I don't know if this is an INTP related thing or not, but here goes-
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Incident one:
I believed running in my room would be good enough exercise, so I ran from one side to another. I had earphones at full blast (that's one and half times the "recommended volume". Lol) One side had a wall, and the other had a glass window. To rebound, I would push the wall/window and run to the other side each time. But while running, I hit that thick glass window so hard with my hand, that there was no rebound. My hand went through and the window shattered. Everyone in the nearby buildings heard and came running to their windows. I ended up getting 8 stitches.
And 7 months later, the EXACT same thing happened again. Got 14 stitches and some worse scars.
You'd think I'd learn from my mistakes. Well, my mother did. There's no longer a glass in my window, just plywood. There'll never be a glass window there again. Both times, the doctor said the cuts missed my main artery by a centimeter (don't know if he said that to milk more money for the stitches or sincerely, probably sincerely, because he's a great family friend).
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Incident two:
As a child (I mean 7-10 years old), I always "dared" myself to do things. Like, "punch a steel bar and withdraw your hand just 1 centimetre away from the bar, avoid getting hurt!" and stuff like that. One time, I was alone with my cousin sister when we were both 10 years old. I wanted to see if the entire, massive bed could catch fire with a simple matchstick, so I lit a matchstick and dropped it on the bed. (Thankfully) The flame went out as soon as I dropped it. My cousin told my entire family.
Thankfully, they love me and don't call me crazy.
I have two subtle scars in my forehead.
Both of them were caused by absent-mindedly opening doors and brutally smashing them into my face.
I think its a lack of Se thing, really. So, an Ne thing.I have two subtle scars in my forehead.
Both of them were caused by absent-mindedly opening doors and brutally smashing them into my face.
The second time was extra hilarious because I had a costumer-meeting and I did not realize I was bleeding like I had been struck by an axe at the very center of my forehead, until I noticed blood dripping down from my nose to the table. At first, I thought it was my nose bleeding but then I touched my face and had my entire hand covered in blood.
Oh gosh, why didn't the person I was talking to even point it out...?
I kinda wish it would have been a blinddate, that would have made such an awesome scene in a comedy-horror movie...
Feel free to share your embarrassing stories of your INTP-clumsiness.![]()
From my own firsthand experience, a bed is HIGHLY flammable. You are a lucky sonofabitch.Incident two:
As a child (I mean 7-10 years old), I always "dared" myself to do things. Like, "punch a steel bar and withdraw your hand just 1 centimetre away from the bar, avoid getting hurt!" and stuff like that. One time, I was alone with my cousin sister when we were both 10 years old. I wanted to see if the entire, massive bed could catch fire with a simple matchstick, so I lit a matchstick and dropped it on the bed. (Thankfully) The flame went out as soon as I dropped it. My cousin told my entire family.
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The fact that this was the first reply - followed by a ton of examples which do show the INTP relevance of this - makes this thread even more hilariousIt doesn't related to INTP![]()
This was my reaction too, at the very moment it happened.