#fi function

Fi-Te: the ability to absorb information and label said information good/evil or right/wrong; innate sense of what is harmful and/or helpful to the world; cancels out opinions based on what’s more or less bad for them; innately knows what can and cannot help others

*walking in the middle of Times Square*

*Fe gets shoe stepped on, the man didn’t apologize*

Fe: Ugh, I hate that guy! You know what? He’s probably a jerk to a lot of other people too.

Fi: What!? Because he stepped on your insignificant foot?

Fe: My foot is NOT insignificant! He saw me! He looked right at me! And he stepped on my foot! He didn’t even apologize!

Fi: We’re in Times Square, for God’s sake! I doubt he even realized you were there.

Fe: *stares at Fi* He. Looked. Me. In the. Eye. And stepped. On my. FOOT!

Fi: Doesn’t mean he noticed you. Noticing and seeing are two different things. Maybe he had something on his mind. I doubt he was being intentionally rude. You’re exaggerating his behavior.

Fe: Why are you defending him? What about me? Your best friend here?!

Fi: I’m not defending him. How can I defend him when I don’t even know if he was being intentional or not? Listen, I get it. You’re annoyed, but... Dude, he stepped on your foot. Does that really make you think he’s an overall jerk?

Fe: YES!! Why don’t you believe me? Anybody who steps on feet without apologizing are rude and disrespectful. I’m gonna...*guy bumps into him without saying sorry*........... *silently screaming*

Fi: Hey, excuse me. You bumped into my friend here and he’s about to throw a fit. Can you say “sorry”?

*guy turns around and sees them both but scoffs and continues on his way*

Fi: Rude much? Well, that guy’s definitely worth raging over.

Fe: Fi, can I punch you?

Fi: Well, at least you asked before...*Fe takes a swing at Fi’s arm*....Ow...!

Fe: Next time, believe me when I tell you someone’s rude! I don’t care what type of day they’re having. Always ASSUME rudeness until proven otherwise! I’ll never meet that guy again, why should I care what day he’s having?

Fi: Hmm, you have a point. But I still say it’s childish to call them all rude.

Fe: *pinches Fi*

Fi: Ow!! Why do you keep hurting me?!

Fi: I really can’t stand that guy. I don’t think he’s trustworthy.

Fe: What? What guy?

Fi: *points to man standing at the corner of the street*

Fe: What’s wrong with him?

Fi: I dunno. I just have a bad feeling about him. Maybe it’s the way he’s standing or the way he’s darting his eyes back and forth. I dunno. What do you think?

Fe: Well, there’s a man over there also darting his eyes back and forth. And look over there, that man is also standing with his arms crossed. What’s the big deal? How come you only focus on that guy?

Fi: Can’t put my finger on it. Maybe it’s not the way he’s standing or moving his eyes. Maybe it’s something else. There’s just something off about him.

Fe: You know, I never realized how judgmental you are. I’m gonna go right over there and say hi. His shoe is untied anyway; that’s an icebreaker, right?

Fi: Haha, whatever you say, dude. Be careful around him though.

Fe: *strolls over to the man and has a three-minute conversation with him; walks back to Fi after the man leaves* See, nothing to worry about.

Fi: He took your wallet. I literally saw him take your wallet while you were yapping about.

Fe: WHAT?! *checks pockets* THAT FREAK!! WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING?!!

Fi: I thought you knew. It was that obvious. That’s your fault you’re so naive.

Fe: Sometimes I wonder why we’re friends.

Fi: Because you love me.

Fe: *grumbles* I hate you.