This is interesting–I was in a discussion session the other day, and the professor asked us all if we had any special skills. I was first, and I said that I was good with numbers and statistics. Everyone else in the room–20 second-year medical students–said that they had no special skills.
Malarkey, I say! I believe that everyone in any moderately-sized group does something better than anyone in that group, and it’s important to know what that is. For example, in any given room I happen to be in, I am probably the best poker player, make the best chili, and have the best stage presence. (It goes the other way, too–in that same group, I am probably the least organized and the worst volleyball player.)
In any group of med students, I probably do have the best understanding of stats and epidemiology and do the best H&P. On the other hand, I probably have the worst knowlege of anatomy and the worst laboratory skills.
My point–we’ve all got strengths and weaknesses. Know what they are.
I can drink longer than anyone else and be the last person to cross the line, or not cross it at all, by pacing myself.
I’m renowned for my baked goods.
I can go into a room that’s in the most god-awful mess you can imagine, and get everything squared away. People used to pay me to do this, but they have to take my advice and get storage boxes and filing cabinets, if they want things to stay neat and tidy.
I got all A’s in the tech school program I just completed.
I haven’t had a parking ticket since March of 1996. (I live in LA.)
That’s all I can think of just now.
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.
—Red Green
Since someone brought up the SAT, I got 730 Verbal and 710 Math.
And here’s another true statement that no one ever believes. Every woman I’ve ever been seriously attracted to, I ended up dating. It does take time to work a good seduction, though; my longest took about eight years (starting in 5th grade).
i can tell you almost anything you might want to know about jesse james and his family and their house. i was born and raised two miles from where he was.
i can tie a maraschino cherry stem in knots with just my tongue.
my tongue is one of the longest in the state of missouri - okay, not officially, but i’ve never met anyone with a longer tongue. too bad i’m not a lesbian.
all my fingers are very double-jointed at each joint and can bend pretty much each way equally. my thumbs are particularly flexible like that.
my body is also very flexible, and i can still [barely] get both of my feet behind my head. this seems to be an family inherited trait.
i have naturally blonde hair but have jet-black eyelashes and eyebrows, thus eliminating the need for mascara or other puny makeup stuff. my lips are also naturally dark and stand out well against my somewhat pale skin.
i have perfect pitch and an enormous vocal range, even without warming up or having not sung for a long time. on the low end i can comfortable hit a “c” below middle c, and can hit the next 4 octaves above that. i can also sightread almost any musical piece on the piano and vocally almost perfectly the first time. sometimes sightreading is easier than the next time around.
i can tie a maraschino cherry stem in knots with just my tongue.
my tongue is one of the longest in the state of missouri - okay, not officially, but i’ve
never met anyone with a longer tongue.
all my fingers are very double-jointed at each joint and can bend pretty much each
way equally. my thumbs are particularly flexible like that.
my body is also very flexible, and i can still [barely] get both of my feet behind my
head. this seems to be an family inherited trait.
too bad i’m not a lesbian.
Who says guys can’t apreciate a long, agile toungue, nimble fingers and the ability to put your legs behind your head. I think i need to go wash my hands with soap for typing such dirty thoughts :o
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I can <A href=http://opalcat.com/art.html>draw and paint</A>.
I’m good at <A href=http://opalcat.com>web design</A>.
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I have the world’s best husband and the world’s cutest son.
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The board sticks in extra code which was forking up mine. Of course, once the thing was posted, I had to continue til I got it right! I emailed the moderator right away to remove the extras, let’s see if he does it.
I am so modest, I can only allow it to lapse for this one instance…
-I’m good at profiling/psychoanalyzing people. From the things written here, I could probably tell you all some things you didn’t even know/realize about yourself.
I realize that this isn’t some unique talent, but I AM really good at it and have been told so before. I also realize that people usually get very defensive when someone psychoanalyzes them, so I will refrain from doing so no matter how interesting a side-thread it would make. Please forward all flames directly to the pit.
Aha! I caught you…Now you’re trying to psychoanalyze me. Your efforts are futile I assure you, for in anticipation of this very occurrence I have disguised my psyche beforehand. TOUCHE!
I’m a good listener and let people talk about their favorite subjects (usually, themselves).
I’m a reasonably decent artist, and got an honorable mention in a local cartoon contest once (might have done better if I’d had the proper tools to make it look more professional, but it wasn’t bad for a pencil sketch on note paper).
I’m a good cook and baker.
I’m fairly knowledgable of Ancient Egypt.
I’m a pretty good speller.
I was the fastest typist in my high school, averaging about 89 wpm with moments of 110 wpm or so. I won an award for it once in school.
I’m good with cats.
I’m empathetic. Remember the episode of Star Trek where they met the empath who could actually absorb and heal people’s wounds? I sure wish I could do that. I try very very hard to do that, but I haven’t been able to yet, at least not physically. I’d like to think I’ve helped people emotionally.
I’m patient, tolerant, and loyal to the point of being a doormat.
I’m funny (at least I am in person, I don’t know how humorous my posts have been).
I have large green eyes and luscious lips which in school earned nicknames like “bug eyes” and “n----- lips,” but have been more appreciated since we all grew up.
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy
Though I’m but a humble newbie:
I have an IQ of 175. I got a 760 on the English portion of the SAT, and I didn’t get one question wrong on the Standard Written English test. I’m unbeatable in a spelling bee.
I have a very nasty cat whom I adore in spite of the fact that she is trying to kill me.
I am an expert knitter.
I’m really good at my job.
I know dozens of obscure Appalachian murder ballads and incest songs (and a few songs in which nobody dies).
I wasn’t gonna mention this, but y’all are forcing me …
My SAT scores: 740 verbal, 740 math.
GRE scores: 790 verbal, 750 math, 790 logic, 790 literature subject test.
I’m also a pretty good cook and a fair bridge and darts player. I taught myself to multiply and divide when I was six, and did first-year Latin on my own when I was twenty-one. I’m told I have nice breasts and a great tummy …
