I've been having trouble typing myself, because I read the descriptions, unconsciously scan for the general statements, and go, "That could be me!" I think it's fairly useless for me to present myself for typing at this point, because I'll just present the elements of myself that I want the internet echo chamber to type me as. So, I decided the best way to figure out my type is to ask for the type of the person that has to be my dual, at least for the theory to hold water for me: my best friend of over a decade.
-He works part time at Verizon as a commission salesman. He's incredibly good at working on short psychological distances with his customers, getting people to buy crap they don't need, and getting them amped up about this new gadget or that one.
-Most people think of him as kind of a sleazy used car salesman or something, but it doesn't bother me.
-He's obsessed with power, and is usually jockeying for a leadership position in whatever organization he is part of.
-He's somewhat metrosexual
-He's under twenty and his list of sexual conquests rank in the double digits. In other words, he's a man whore.
-He's terrible at school, math and finances.
-He's frivolous with his money, and I often have to tell him not to buy things.
-He owns a Camaro which he drives incredibly recklessly, but is still a 100x better driver than me.
-He drinks black coffee because he thinks it gives him an edge in business, and is constantly analyzing people's body language
-I make a lot of social faux pas, and he's usually fiercely protective of my reputation when this happens.
-He doesn't get along very well with his ST dad (who builds cars from scratch, fixes machines for a living, is prone to violent bursts of seemingly Fe+ anger, while also being somewhat sentimental about the 50's era in an Si way)
-He's kicked my ass a couple of times. I had a good time
-He hoards books like a fiend, but doesn't read them
-For awhile, the two of us tried to create a competitor to Facebook and Twitter as a get-rich-quick scheme
-We used to be in a band, with him playing the flashy guitar part, and me, the plodding, get-there-eventually bass.
-He once told me "If there's work to be done, you should go out and do it."
-He likes some Si-seeming shit, like incense and such.
-He's into some weird Ni stuff like the paranormal, too.
-Despite being a physical person, he's not very good at sports.
Cue tl;dr and "Just bang already" posts. Regardless, thanks for the help, 16types.