The world of psychological testing is a fascinating place, so I thought I would share part of my story with you.
When I was in graduate school, one of my professors asked me if I would like to work in his private practice administering psychological tests. Of course, I was excited at the chance of having this opportunity. Well, the first day on the job was unusual. The first client I was to test went with me from the waiting room to the office, and during our short trip he said in a high voice, "I am still a good Christian." That sent a chill through me, which I still remember today, obviously. Well, the rest of the session was uneventful.
Over the next four years, I tested over 2,000 people. Most of them, I don't remember, but others stick out in my mind. I remember the young girl who was sizophrenic and talked to an imaginary friend when I asked her questions. I remember the person who showed up in a pretty green dress, who was a man that was the size of a football player. I remember the guy who showed up so drunk that he puked outside the office. I remember the woman who was judged as mentally retarded, and she was not. I remember testing someone I knew from high school, and the tests clearly showed that he was brain damaged from heavy drug use. He died a year later. Last, but not least, I remember testing a JW black male, who had a very high IQ, who left the religion when he told his mother he was homosexual. I knew him through my childhood.
Well, "hands on" experience and theoretical knowledge combined is the best combination.
Don't ya think?