The Rainbow Quiz is basically a personality test of sorts. And I secretly love these things. I’m always curious to know what they profess to reveal about my identity.

I took the Rainbow Quiz for the first time a few weeks ago. Here’s the result:

My thoughts? Well. I’m actually not a big fan of yellow. I like green. And blue. And black. And red. And— well, pretty much every color BUT yellow. Maybe I should look at this. Does this mean my external tastes do not reconcile with my internal impulses? Am I paying too much attention to what I want and what brings me pleasure, but not enough attention to what I need? And what’s this thing about patience? Clearly, this test is flawed. I have the patience of a gnat. Ask anyone. And what exactly is this test inferring, saying I’m “good at getting people to like me.” It’s not like I’m forcing anyone into the back of the Bada-Bing to make a blood pact or having folks craft piles of friendship pins – although, now that I think about it, rows of seed beads in these colors might actually improve the look of my thrashed New Balances. Minus the yellow.

Clearly, I should have walked away at this point. Instead, I pondered the results for a few weeks, with time-outs for work and sleep and American Idol. I decided to take the Rainbow Quiz again. I really wanted a prettier rainbow. Here’s what I got:

White, huh? Is that even a shade? Now, I’m conflicted. The second rainbow is much prettier than the first – not as muddy. But what it says about me is so dreadfully boring! And I still see some yellow. Why can’t my rainbow look like sherbet? There’s no yellow in sherbet.

By Loguk

Or, perhaps, I should leave quizzes to those less likely to self-indulgently analyze the results ad nauseam. I’ve learned my lesson – leave rainbows to those who can handle them. I can find comfort in the fact that unicorns, at least, never disappointed me like this.

Why don’t you take the test? Just be sure to let me know how pleased you are with the results.