I can remember anybody’s birthday. Once it’s in my head, it’s there forever, whether I like the person or not.
Hehe! Cute. 
Uh, unless there is such a thing as a phonographic * memory, in which case, um, congratulations![ul]
[li]My primary superpower is to cause static on television screens. Obviously that’s my personal magnetism at work. (insert Basil Brush ‘Boom boom!’ here.)[/li][li]Cats love me. Even the antisocial ones.[/li][li]Babies will cry if I hold them. I don’t like holding them, so maybe they sense that. But regardless, it does stop their mothers from foisting them off on me against my will, so I’m happy with that one.[]I’m another one who is cloaked in Illusion: Sales Clerk. Even in daggy jeans and a sloppy t-shirt. More than once during the period when I’d dyed my hair black-and-green. Invariably in department stores where the uniform and personal presentation is distinctly corporate.[/li][*]Speaking of phonographic memories, I seem to store away lyrics to songs. The worst thing is when a song with a catchy chorus gets stuck in my head. It’ll play over and over (frequently right throughout my sleep), and the next day I know most of the song - even though I didn’t consciously catch the lyrics the first time 'round. Eeerie. Not to mention really annoying when you’re trying to sleep and all your brain is supplying is ‘vrei sa pleci dar, nu ma, nu ma iei’. /glares at the Dragostea Din Tei linking folks.[/ul]
Great thread!
I have two abilities:
The ability to wake up precisely at a set time without using an alarm clock. If I tell myself to wake up at 7:30 I can usually get up at that time exactly.
I can generally tell how old a child is just by looking at them. I think this comes from years of closely observing people. It unnerves my husband.
Oh, I forgot one.
I have the ability to make people injure themselves. My girlfriend’s son is the most frequent recipient of this power. He likes to playfully swat at me or make a remark designed to irritate or tease me. He will start to run away when I turn to look at him. I raise my eyebrow and immediately he runs into a wall, stubs his toe on the couch or just falls down. This also works on my own children and the rest of their friends. They talk about it amongst themselves, warning friends that if they mess with me bad things will happen without me ever lifting a finger.
I’m the “Anti-Misbehaving Teenage” Superhero. Move over SuperNanny!
'sides, I’m cuter than she is!
And I balance you out but not being able to remember more than a handfull of birthdays. I can’t remember, for instance, if my brother was born on the 10th or the 12th.
And I’ve got that TV turned on sense of hearing too. Bugs the crap out of me.
1.- I can turn the kind of person who normally has the conversational level of a brick wall into someone talkative. Not by comparison, just by being able to listen to and understand stuff like “most previous studies use extremely complex machinery in order to measure photosyntetic activity, but I figured that counting leaves might provide an accurate-enough estimate. Our results have shown that our methods, which can be used by any farmer using paper, pencil and the wife’s measuring tape, give results equivalent to those of the impossibly expensive systems used by other researchers.”
2.- I can read maps, in spite of being female. I actually read maps better than one of my two brothers.
3.- This isn’t so much my power as my mother’s. She’s been known to wake me up from 3000km away. Without picking up the phone, I mean, ok? She wakes up, thinks “gee, I really would like to speak with my daughter,” and voila, I wake up. Usually I sleep 8 hours without so much as turning around.
I have the amazing ability to dewrinkle and delint any item of clothing that I’m wearing. I’ve put on a black wool coat covered in cat hair; half an hour later, completely devoid of fur.
Irons? I need no irons.
Hearing that shuts off when I’m reading. I really, truly can’t hear when I’m reading…People that don’t understand sometimes get offended.
On the positive side, I can (and did) study for a graduate-level exam at the YMCA indoor pool on Open Swim night with a gazillion kids in the pool screaming their heads off.
I have a sixth sense that lets me know when a frozen pizza is finished cooking. I’m always right.
I am also really good at jigsaw puzzles. My closest friends and family know that this means that doing a puzzle with me is never a fun group activity. I get really unnerved and just take over, knowing it’ll get done faster without everyone “helping” me.
Lastly, I’m beginning to think that I have an amazing sense of avoiding being pulled over. It’s something in my subconscious, maybe, telling me just how fast I can go compared to cars around me, and knowing where cops will and won’t appear. I speed a lot (and sometimes 20 or so over) and never seem to attract any attention.
Not bad for a set of nearly useless superpowers. 
I can find a parking space anytime anywhere. I need to focus first, and tell myself there will be an open space over and over. Fifteen minutes during my drive usually works. My force of will in this matter is so strong I can even find a meter with time on it when I am out of change. I swear it works.