So yesterday I grabbed my coffee and thought, “Let’s figure out what makes November 23rd Sagittarius folks tick.” Started simple – opened three astrology sites plus two dodgy forums where people argue about Mercury retrograde. Instantly hit conflicting junk: one site called them “eternal optimists,” another said they’re “restless commitment-phobes.” Typical internet mess.
My Fieldwork Approach
Decided to skip the horoscope noise and actually talk to real humans. Reached out to four Sagittarians born November 23rd – old college buddy, my dentist’s receptionist, some dude from a Reddit thread, and cousin Lisa (technically born 11:58 PM on the 22nd but she swears she counts). Asked each three questions: what energizes them, what pisses them off, and their biggest facepalm moment last year.
The Raw Takeaways
Jotted notes on a pizza-stained napkin during lunch. Clear patterns popped up:
- Firecracker energy when planning trips or debating politics
- Consistently forgot anniversaries/birthdays (all four admitted this!)
- My cousin straight up said “rules feel like sweater tags” – itchy nonsense
Tried testing theories by observing Lisa. Snuck into her chaotic apartment claiming I needed sugar. Place was equal parts inspiring and terrifying: vision board covered in plane tickets next to pile of unpaid parking tickets. She spent 20 minutes passionately explaining van life conversion, then forgot where she left her keys. Classic Sag chaos.
The Real Talk
My dentist’s receptionist nailed it mid-tooth cleaning: “We’re great at starting fireworks, terrible at cleaning up the ash.” One confessed they accidentally ghosted three job offers because they impulsively went camping. Another admitted maxing credit cards funding friend’s “guaranteed” crypto scheme. Freedom’s their oxygen, but they keep tripping on their own shoelaces.
Ended up scribbling this formula at 2 AM: (Wanderlust + Brutal Honesty) – Filter = Pure Sagittarius November 23rd. They’ll either launch your startup or accidentally flood your bathroom – usually both. My research? Changed Lisa’s Netflix password to “StopFleeingResponsibility”. She hasn’t noticed yet.