Enneagram Six

Let’s say we hand each Enneagram type a time machine. Not the clunky DeLorean kind (though cool), and not the hot tub variety (we’re not animals). This is a sleek, portable, morally ambiguous kind of time machine. One button. No instructions. A ticking sound that may or may not mean anything. The question is: what…

…or Why Your Coworker’s “I’m fine” Just Ruined Your Whole Day Passive-aggression: the fine art of saying “whatever” with a tone that means “you’ll regret this in your sleep.” Whether you’re the one dishing it out or decoding it like an FBI profiler, every Enneagram type has their own awkward dance with it. Some types…