Lord, I am bound to fail at acting like INFJ.
I'm not meek, I'm only quiet until approached, I'm not all that gentle, I'm for sure not not NOT calm, I dress semi-ostentatiously, I love attention, and I'm a big fat liar! (Okay, I'm not a liar--except for when I SAY I'm a liar--but the rest is usually true.)
Hmm. My boyfriend works in computer tech and plays tennis and runs and bikes and hikes. The way we met was so incredibly unlikely that I doubt I could replicate it. I have zero to do with computer tech, and I'm not too sporty.
I'm not apt to get mixed up with an SLI. Pair me with an introvert guy and things go straight to nowheresville. Would never happen.
What you are saying about the SLE habitat and habitudes tells me precisely why I don't normally meet them.
ETA: And here's the rub, Maritsa. We're introverts. I am not comfortable AT ALL with approaching a man. Unfortch, I must be pursued. And who typically pursues me? My conflictors! But at least I can say that my bf is not ESTJ, that much is clear. He knows I'm weird and wants me to stay weird. Thank heavens.