HollyBee, if this thread is more serious than playful..
You can find an INFJ anywhere. I was born in Los Angeles/Ventura area, moved to the mountains when I was 17. Now I split my time between Fresno and a town of 100 people.
I work at a mechanics shop/gas station and as I write this, I'm at my ranch looking at my beautiful view of the Merced River Canyon, drinking Busch beer and kicking back with my cowboy boots off and my feet up on my deck rail
When I'm not in the backwoods, you can find me at the local junkyard, O Reilly Auto Parts or Napa. If you can't directly find me, follow sound. I say "fuck" when I'm working on cars like it's a comma.
If I'm not there, I'm turning a wrench and playing loud country music.
And yes, as far as I know, I'm an INFJ
My brother is too.
He is a veterinarian resident and bee keeper working at his PHD. His hobby is heavy lifting. He's my younger half, completely opposite in abilities. He's book smart, I'm mechanically inclined.
However, we have damn near the same personality and we both have IQs well above average. I'm a stupid 120 and he's about 140+ easily.
So... Anywhere dear.
The best way to my heart? Communication. Making the first move. Being genuine. Being open. Modest sexually.
Otherwise I'm a pretty simple INFJ. Busch beer in, cuss words out. Old parts go spinny spinny off and new part goes spinny spinny back on with my ratchet.
Sometimes, it's not about where to find them. It's honing in on how they act. I act genuine. I care about people. I go out of my way to solve issues and go the extra mile to help anyone, regardless of circumstances. Even if I hate your guts, I still have the ability to give a hand (mostly).
I'm quirky. Shy but talkative, if that makes sense.
I have a few different passions. Off road racing, dirt bikes, farming, mechanics, technology, law.
If you find common ground with an INFJ, you have it made. If you don't, you will probably be nothing more than my acquaintance.