The INTJ female is a rare and elusive creature. If one percent of the population is an INTJ, and by definition of T-ness, only twenty-five percent of INTJ's are female, then the odds of meeting up with an INTJ female are one in four hundred. Add age, geography, demographics, and the fact that from what I've read a lot of INTJ females end up locked up in ivory towers and the chances of running into one of these she-beasts at the grocery store dwindles down to almost nil. Nil is a pretty dismal number.
But INTJ females aren't elusive only because they are rare. INTJ females are masters of disguise. Perhaps even more than our male counterparts, we like to "cultivate an air of conformity" and pass ourselves off as normal, or at the very least as INFJ. An INTJ female can be downright scary to some people and we learn at a very young age that being weird-serious as opposed to weird-quirky makes for some pretty lonely days on the playground.
I have been told many times, in many ways that I am not like the other girls. Usually this is said with the same kind of creepy tone one would use to tell someone they have a tail.
What makes a female INTJ such a non-girl, which is the term I find least offensive, is that we stand up for ourselves, stick to our guns, and don't get weepy or insulted when someone tries to derail an argument by calling us a, gasp, bitch. We simply state that being a bitch is besides the point and get on with what we were saying. Non-girl, indeed.
With INTJ men, we non-girls are a novelty. They can't believe that there is a female out in the world who thinks like they do. But, and for all I know I'm the last Lorax and speak only for myself, I want to be friends with a woman, preferably my age and at my same crossroads in life, who is like me.
Maybe it would be completely boring, but maybe, just maybe, it would be like coming home.