I’ll use myself as an example. I’m an electrical engineer, and a damn good one. I just published my first white paper that I co-authored with a peer. I have a patent pending in my name. At work I am professional, organized, and well-respected. I get my work done on time, rarely make excuses, and love tackling the hardest challenges. Some consider me a suck up, most think I’m a giant nerd, and many find me intimidating. Often I don’t get invited to meetings because I know too much and it scares people away because I already have answers to problems they just started thinking about.
I am a painter, not great, but pretty good. I have paintings for sale at the local brewery, so good enough for that. Mostly landscapes, but sometimes I get drunk and paint hidden sexual imagery into them. A coworker got a kick out of the vagina hiding in a flower I painted. I drink regularly, sometimes way to much. For example, a few friends and I recently killed 90 Miller Lites (ugh, gross beer but whatever) and a bottle of Red Stag. I love metal shows, especially when the pit gets raucous. I have a full sleeve tattoo on my right arm, and part on my chest. I’m an excellent lover, and I’m not afraid of a (verbal) fight. People are shocked when they think I’m a push over and they get crushed by reverse Fe.