Mechanical skills beyond the most basic level.
Dealing with numbers in almost any manner.
Keeping plants alive. Actually had to ask my family to stop giving me them for birthdays.
Doing puzzles that involve pieces of things - which I just realized as I was typing this up could very likely be related to my lack of mechanical skills.
I have an astonishingly bad memory for names. I can forget your name almost before it’s completely out of your mouth. I can assure the rest of you who have concerns, that your problem is quite minor.
Couple that with a poor ability to sort out conversations in a noisy room
Add a poor ability to pick up on social cues.
Equals Not A Lot Of Fun At Parties! Or really, any sort of gathering with more than a hand full of people.
I’m terrible at anything requiring leadership or an commanding presence out of me. I find the presence of an observer totally distracting while I’m trying to do anything requiring concentration. I can play the guitar a bit, but am almost totally unable to perform in public.
I have a low capacity for alcohol. Going out for a night with the boys isn’t going to end well for me.
Walt
I hear this odd statement a lot.
Well, I am an artist, but I also cannot draw a straight line. It is not a requirement for artistic ability. We have straight-edge rulers to handle that.
I can’t draw at all. When I try to draw a horse, it looks kind of like two guys in a horse suit. When I try to draw two guys in a horse suit, nobody can figure out WHAT it’s supposed to be. Lots of other stuff, I can’t carry a tune in a bucket, though when I was very young, I had a beautiful singing voice, then my voice changed and I got my nickname, not for singing pretty, but for singing gravelly.
Too much other stuff to list, it’s just depressing.
Navigation: I get lost constantly and have absolutely no sense of direction.
Memory for names and faces: it’s a definite handicap in a large field like mine – I’m constantly running into colleagues who I’ve met before multiple times and having no idea who they are. Makes me look like kind of an asshole, IMO.
Are you me? You sure sound like it.
I am horrible at writing legibly. Thank Scholes for typewriters and keyboards, otherwise I would never be able to make myself known in print. Several people have told me I have the worst handwriting they’ve ever seen. It’s just plain terrible.
I’m not great at social situations, either, but I’ve learned to handle the things I need to for work and family obligations. It would be nice to have friends and a social life, although I’m so busy anyway right now that I wouldn’t have much time for them anyway.
I don’t do confrontation, or stand up for myself, except with family members. It’s like, “I will let you take advantage of me unless I know you really well.” :rolleyes: I would gladly trade my drawing ability for some backbone.
I can’t put barrettes or any sort of object in my hair in an attractive manner. Pinning my hair back so I can wash my face is the extent of my hair-fixin’ talents.
I don’t like to do new things or ask questions because people might notice I’m dumb.
I don’t know what to say to little kids either. Shoo! Shoo!
That might have more to do with your hair texture than your talents. Some hair just doesn’t keep barrettes and such in place. I have fine hair and things like barrettes just don’t stay in it. My sister tells me my 3.5-year-old niece has the same problem, so I think it’s genetic.
Yes! I’m expecting everybody to eventually figure out just how dumb I really am.
I have no musical ability whatsoever. I even washed out of 5th grade band. Have you ever heard a band of 5th graders? Can you imagine how bad you have to be to wash out of that? I was so bad, the teacher thought I was screwing up on purpose to throw off the other kids. To me, I thought I sounded fine.
I am not good at fishing. My uncle used to take me fishing all the time when I was little. I think I was about 16 when I realized that he took me along so he could catch my limit of fish along with his.
I am not good at prioritizing tasks over fun. I get most everything done as needed but now believe what my teachers used to say, “I could probably rule the world if I applied myself.” Unfortunately that would require work so it is probably not going to happen today. Again
Forgot to mention: shifting bicycle gears. An old BF tried to show me. Hopeless.
Drums. I can play a few musical instruments decently and can sing pretty well, but I can’t play drums. When I play drums it sounds like someone fell on the drum set.
Drawing. I can’t draw for shit. Every drawing I make looks like a five year old did it. My handwriting pretty much sucks, too.
Anything mechanical or construction related that you make or do with your hands. My grandfather was mechanically gifted, but I got none of those genes. I can figure out if the alternator went out, but not much more. If you ask me to go make you a bench, expect one messed up looking bench.
Also, math. I know the OP said don’t say math, but I suck at taking direction, too. 
I am pretty weak at things that require sequential processing. This involves learning a set of dance steps, following some sort of template to solve an equation, having a sense of direction, or otherwise having to do things in order. Despite this I work in a quantitative field. I rely far more on my intuition and my feel for working with data than I do on my calculation & equation solving skills. I am not actually bad at math, but my difficulty with some of the symbol manipulation on the page makes my life more difficult than it has to be.
I cannot sing or draw for shit. I was a musician for years and have good pitch, so I know exactly how bad I sound.
I am very poor at empathizing. I cannot really the pain or joy that others experience. I offend people easily and can be far too reserved in social situations that require a little more chest-thumping.
I suck at parallel parking. I need more practice at it, as I haven’t quite gotten the hand-eye coordination part of it down.
I also can’t draw above a third-to-fifth grade level; things are out of proportion and often are a little wonky, but it’s very clear as to what I’m drawing. I don’t, however, make art and try to sell it on Etsy.
Making decisions is probably the biggest one. Should I take this new position or stay where I am? Should I get a new car or not? Should I stay here or move back to my home state? Do I want to go back to school or not? Should I buy these new sheets or wait to see if they go on sale? I annoy myself sometimes.
Oh, good one! I have actually been known to walk back and forth between two products in a store, picking one up, putting it down, picking up the other, putting it down, etc. I try to either avoid shopping or at least go alone so I don’t piss anyone else off.
Just jumped into this thread for the first time today and was all set to post.
However, it appears that my doppelgänger has beat me to it!
This might as well have been me who posted this (except I got F’s in 7th and 8th grade Industrial Arts!).
And back in those days, we had Iowa Tests. I can’t say how I did in all the other subjects without violating Rule #1 of the thread – but the folded shapes bit was the very first thing that came to mind when I saw the thread title. I completely sucked at them.
I really am horrid at math - I was taught “new math” back in the day. If you don’t know what it is, google it. It has made higher math a nightmare for me.
However, keeping within the rules… tact. I will just leave it at that. That is something either ya have, or not. I’m sure there are others, but that one frustrates me no end.
Although I love music, I am not a musical being. I can’t sing, and playing instuments is beyond me.
I’m also bad at understanding other people’s emotions, and wish I were better at it. People seem to get upset over things that seem totally unreasonable to me, so I feel at sea when they cry or get mad about things that wouldn’t make me sad or angry - like when you point out that a coworker’s an plan is flawed/unworkable, they see it as you making a judgment about how intelligent they are, things like that.