Super vision would be nice to win some big poker money, though you would really need to train yourself to avoid looking like a guy who can see all the cards. OK for looking at boobies, but then, of course, you’re still staring at her chest, so it’s not like you really get away with anything.
Super Hearing, I guess you could get some serious corporate intel, but you have to know who to listen to and when. Perhaps eavesdrop on a pre-announcement meeting and trade on the info, but you’ll have the SEC on your ass.
I went with hearing. When I was in grade school, whenever they mentioned Helen Keller, they quoted her saying that of the two, losing one’s hearing was worse than losing sight, that if she could keep one, it would be hearing.
I picked super-vision, but there’s lots of money to be made with insider trading with super-hearing. You could listen in on deals being made in the building across the street, and not even work with that company! Or even several floors away in an unrelated company.
You could get work as hunting guide, or as a spy somewhere too. Or sit on the DMZ in Korea and just listen to the breeze. Or be a crime fighter for the police! Go eat in a mob-run restaurant or casino or something. Hmmmm… I wonder if you could pick combination safes with super-hearing?
Hey, it’s one more power than Batman has, and just think, if Batman could always hear his enemies’ plans, he’d always be prepared! He’d be undefeatable!
I’ve worn glasses since I was ten years old and have bad vision as far as I can remember. I’d love to have even 20/20 normal vision without correction, so of course the supervision.
I’ve worn glasses for the same length of time – well, longer, since I’m older than you. Since the same age. I suspect i’d have a hard time adjusting to life without glasses; taking them off feels unnatural.
Super vision, no question. Free live porn anytime I want, just pick a random direction to look around 9 or 10 at night. Beautiful.
I could also diagnose my own medical issues, if I can zoom in like an electron microscope on my lymph nodes for example. Or spot blood clots before they become obstructions.
Even aside from the issue of getting the proper angle (you’d have just super-vision, after all, not Reed Richard’s stretchiness), I’m doubtful that you’d have the expertise to do that unless you’re a doctor. Here’s a blog postmocking Superman’s supposed abilities in diagnosis.
There’s a funny bit in Nicholson Baker’s book The Fermata about how x-ray vision wouldn’t be very erotic. I believe the phrase was something like “nipples smushed up like a passenger’s face against a bus window.” Well, he wrote it better but the point stands.