I saw one of my friends who came to the US two months ago today. He came to our university with one of his friends, and we went to the downtown. I know him since seven years ago, and I am so proud of having quality friends. I talked to him about my dreams of having a company here. His friend was a green card holder who had worked in some companies in California.
We were in the cafe that I saw Luna's boyfriend. He didn't know me, but I knew him because I had seen so many of his photos with Luna. He was very handsome and taller than me. I admired Luna for her choice secretly. Even though I know that Luna is dating him only because she couldn't find anyone better, but he was a decent boy. I don't want to judge him, otherwise I could write so many things about him even before talking to him. Since I was with my friends, I didn't pay attention to him at all.
I have a long conversation with my friend.
"It is very hard to have a business here. You need to have very strong network connections who can help you. But networking is something that you can't achieve without good communication skills specially speaking," he said.
Me: "I am still working on it. I have a very slow progress, though."
My friend: "I know that it is not just your English, you had communication issues even in Persian."
Me: "Yes, I know, but I am hundred times better than the time I was in Iran. Now, I can easily start a conversation, but I still need to learn many more things. I don't know anything about the business culture here. I expect to find a partner who can complement me. I am a very strong technical person who doesn't know much about business."
He was right. I always had this issue because of my intuition. Most of the time, I know what is going to happen before it happens intuitively. I even can know a person by looking at him and speaking a few words with him. But almost nobody can understand it. It happened with Luna again a few weeks ago. I can't talk to Luna anymore. I know her very well even better than her boyfriend who knows her for more than two years. I can see her deepest inside, but she can't see me at all. As a result, I start to talk to her like a person who knows her for a million year, and this confuses her as she doesn't know me and she thinks that I don't know her. Being an INFJ is so much trouble!
I spent the rest of the day talking to my friends and visiting downtown. We went to Chipotle for the first time. The food was good.
We were in the cafe that I saw Luna's boyfriend. He didn't know me, but I knew him because I had seen so many of his photos with Luna. He was very handsome and taller than me. I admired Luna for her choice secretly. Even though I know that Luna is dating him only because she couldn't find anyone better, but he was a decent boy. I don't want to judge him, otherwise I could write so many things about him even before talking to him. Since I was with my friends, I didn't pay attention to him at all.
I have a long conversation with my friend.
"It is very hard to have a business here. You need to have very strong network connections who can help you. But networking is something that you can't achieve without good communication skills specially speaking," he said.
Me: "I am still working on it. I have a very slow progress, though."
My friend: "I know that it is not just your English, you had communication issues even in Persian."
Me: "Yes, I know, but I am hundred times better than the time I was in Iran. Now, I can easily start a conversation, but I still need to learn many more things. I don't know anything about the business culture here. I expect to find a partner who can complement me. I am a very strong technical person who doesn't know much about business."
He was right. I always had this issue because of my intuition. Most of the time, I know what is going to happen before it happens intuitively. I even can know a person by looking at him and speaking a few words with him. But almost nobody can understand it. It happened with Luna again a few weeks ago. I can't talk to Luna anymore. I know her very well even better than her boyfriend who knows her for more than two years. I can see her deepest inside, but she can't see me at all. As a result, I start to talk to her like a person who knows her for a million year, and this confuses her as she doesn't know me and she thinks that I don't know her. Being an INFJ is so much trouble!
I spent the rest of the day talking to my friends and visiting downtown. We went to Chipotle for the first time. The food was good.
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