Calling a spade a spade

Last week I had to undergo a psychological evaluation as part of the selection process for a job that I applied for. Today I got the results. I was very pleased to see myself very accurately described as intelligent, ambitious, meticulous, determined and persevering, but in the box for “other relevant observations” there were some numbers: 301.81.

The psychologist who wrote this is an idiot. After all, what’s the point of using codes when he has already described me as intelligent, ambitious, meticulous, determined and persevering? Did he really think I would not figure out what the code means? All I had to do was to google “301.81” with the quotes and there was the explanation: it’s the DMV-IV classification for “narcissistic personality disorder”. I quote to you from a short description that I found on the net:

The symptoms of narcissistic personality disorder revolve around a pattern of grandiosity, need for admiration, and sense of entitlement. Often individuals feel overly important and will exaggerate achievements and will accept, and often demand, praise and admiration despite worthy achievements.  They may be overwhelmed with fantasies involving unlimited success, power, love, or beauty and feel that they can only be understood by others who are, like them, superior in some aspect of life.

There is a sense of entitlement, of being more deserving than others based solely on their superiority.  These symptoms, however, are a result of an underlying sense of inferiority and are often seen as overcompensation.  Because of this, they are often envious and even angry of others who have more, receive more respect or attention, or otherwise steal away the spotlight.

You read this and it’s pretty clear what it’s all about: pure unadulterated envy. It is the medical variant of the Christian requirement of false modesty and self-deprecation and of the venomous envy that Aksel Sandemose so brilliantly described in “A Fugitive Crosses His Tracks”.  It is the psychologist’s admission and affirmation of his own insignificance compared to me and of his total inability to cope with it. Yes, I am superior and I know it, and I have the courage to admit it. Admire me.

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