You have beat me up a few times but I have always find you kind of likable.
Me too. LOL, I was my 4th grade spelling champ, went to the regionals and locked up due to stage fright in the second round on “cauliflower”. For some reason, after I said “C-A-U-L-I…” I started to get super nervous and quickly blurted out “…F-L-O-U-R” and of course, immediately recognized my mistake.
My teacher tried not to act disappointed in me but I knew she was. I saw her face fall. I felt so miserable about that for awhile.
Thanks! I enjoy most of your posts as well. You genuinely seem like you want to know that which you don’t know and you don’t let pride/ego or defensiveness get in the way.
I am really good at almost all aspects of my job – reader’s advisory (especially nonfiction) and children’s programming especially.
The thing I am really good at, and take pride in, is playing ukulele and writing songs. I have a distinctive style of playing, I practice a lot, and write witty, intellectual songs. Sort of Flight of the Conchords meets Magnetic Fields.
I can sing well enough to move people to tears with the beauty of my voice.
I understand animals and communicate with them straightforwardly which seems most people cannot do.
I can write very high quality fiction and non-fiction.
It’s good for me to not dwell on all the things I do badly . . .
Were you deaf, dumb, and blind back in those days?
That’s exactly why I was a good speller. And I did a lot of math the same way.
- Remove ovaries
- ???
- Profit!
(Do you sell them individually, or by the pound?)
I am insanely good at procrastinating. No one is a better procrastinator than me!
My answer tomorrow will disprove this.
For me, it’s modesty. No one is more modest than me! And humility! I am TOPS in humility!
Spitting cherry pits. Nobody I’ve tried against has come anywhere close. Maybe I’ll enter an official competition some day to boost my self-esteem (or more likely, totally destroy it).
Awww, Smeghead. I care.
Just… not much.
That poster, Mr Mustard,
Sure plays a Mean pinball.
In terms of a learned skill, I’m just as in awe of this as the OP.
I get good enough at things to impress people in my circle, and then stop. A few basic grooves and fills on my drumkit is enough to do that. It’s hard to motivate myself to push on after that, or even to watch great drumming (which might inspire me to become more motivated).
In terms of personal attributes (which is how some have interpreted the OP) I’m very good at finding flaws or risks with an idea. And I mean in a logical, realistic way. Not pessimism or cynicism.
Mine have just tried to crawl out of the way in solidarity. Does that count as caring?
nothing I can think of.
Get a room!
(just kidding, Ambi. I don’t mean that literally. It’s just a joke. To be clear, do not get a room)
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A few things that I am pretty good at, mostly useless skills, but I’ll take what I can get:
Poetry, especially haiku… it suits my short attention span well
Catching things with my hands… my son tests this just about every morning by throwing his lunchbag towards me, just to see if he can get me to drop it. If I can get a hand to it, I’ll almost always bring it in. i am glad he is still easily amused at 12 years old.
Telling people what they want to hear. This one actually has some value, especially when I was doing recruiting work. I could latch onto the things that a person wanted in a new position, and selectively match how the job I had them in mind for could give them that. It’s also worked well in interview situations. From what I read, this is pretty common among people with addiction issues, as they become charming in order to get what they need.
At various times in my life, and sometimes concurrently, I’ve been:
- A champion speller and English grammar nerd.
- A good basketball player
- Had excellent hand/eye coordination
- Could type like a demon (still do pretty well, even with arthritis)
- Was an excellent electrician
- Was an outstanding personnel manager and problem solver
- Have had a musical ‘ear’ since I was a child and an innate sense of rhythm
At this point, I can still brag about mad cooking skillz, but that’s about it.