I think I have an incredibly strange and singular ability. When I am in public, or with people in any setting, my farts don’t smell. It’s amazing. I can whale away for an hour in a nice party and there is no aroma. I look for it, it’s not there. Then I get in the car to go home…and I have to roll down the windows. It’s like my body saves up the smell for a more appropriate time.
And no it’s not that i’m missing it, I certainly have friends who would call me out for doing it.
Certainly won’t qualify me for the Superfriends, but it’s a nice power to have.
I dunno. I suspect your friends are just more polite than you’re giving them credit for.
Apparently your under thunder is just a bench warmer and not a true anal telegram. I suggest more fiber.
I recognize this as English and understand the value of each word but arranged in this particular sequence they are simply incomprehensible.
I suspect that your odd superpower is actually to be oblivious to people raising their eyebrows in your general direction at parties and other social gatherings.
I used to have the ability to guess how far to advance an audio cassette to get to the song I wanted. Alas, my power has become technologically obsolete.
What sort of elected office do you hold?
I have the ability to pull into any parking lot and an empty space at most, three spots from the door.
My wife, when asked any type of yes-or-no/only-two-answers-to-be-considered question, invariably, invariably, comes up with a third answer that may or may not actually pertain to the question.
I think her odd superpower is to drive me up the nearest dozen walls. :dubious:
If my nose is a little stuffy, I can play music with it. The Mario Bros theme is always a sure hit.
When I ask someone what time it is, I seem to pull the exact answer from their mind before they tell me. Which does me no good, as I have to ask to get them to look and get an answer ready for me to PULL from their mind.
It’s a neat party trick, if the party is of one.
For whatever reason, this combination of words makes my brain tickle. :p:p
If I flex my left hand in a certain way, the tendons on the back of my hand form a crease that’s stong enough to hold a coin in place even if I invert my hand.
Invariably, when people see me do it, they respond, “Oh, gross!”
Why gross?
Y’know when you fly into some foreign country, usually in the middle of the night, and you don’t speak the language? And you find yourself at the taxi stand, or shop or trying to buy something to eat. And that person is, in earnest trying to tell you something, just, not in a language you know.
Yeah, I can understand that. Don’t ask me how. I’m terrible at languages, and have only the one, at my disposal. Maybe it’s the facial expressions, or their passion that’s giving something away to me. I have been asked, more than once,“How’d you do that? Do you speak Urdu?”, no but I just understood what he was trying to say is all.
I’m super fast and efficient at finding the right size plasticware in the kitchen, and the correct lid to go with it. Even in other people’s kitchens with unfamiliar cupboards. If there’s ever a Tupperlympics, I’d do the country proud.
I control things inadvertently.
I’ll look at my phone, thinking I just got a text message…but didn’t. Within a minute, a text rolls in. Kinda freaky how often it happens.
Also, I can change the traffic lights. Yup. When I’m sitting there, in my manual transmission car, at a red light, I can make the light go green by deciding that my leg is too tired to hold the clutch in with the transmission in first gear…as soon as I shift it into neutral and let the clutch out, the light will change green. Every time. :smack:
So I pretty much control the universe, but I can’t control my ability to control it. And I don’t know I’ve done it until after the action that does the controlling. 
Does this qualify me for a cape or something?
I share this power and refer to it as parking mojo.
I also have coffee mojo. I can use the same equipment and coffee as everyone else and my coffee always turns out an order of magnitude better. Family and coworkers know instantly that I made it, they don’t even ask.
I can see objects that have rendered themselves invisible to my wife or my kids. I am FINDERMAN!!
I can find animals.
For example, my parents got some mini native crayfish, which promptly disappeared as they are wont to do, no-one had seen any in months, until my Awesomeness visited. Found two in under 30 seconds.
Feeel the power, mwhaha.
I’m pretty sure I’ve posted this before, but I have a very weak and useless, but reliable, form of ESP. I first noticed in in high school and it still happens. I’ll be in a setting with a lot of people (mall; airport; etc.) and I’ll think I see someone I know (who wouldn’t normally be there.) It turns out NOT to be them, just a close match. Then the power kicks in. Almost always (maybe 80% of the time?) I’ll then really run into someone I know (someone different than the person I first thought I saw, but still someone who wouldn’t normally be there.) It’s like my brain gives me an early warning that I’m going to run into someone. I can actually “tell” when it’s happening, as opposed to just every time I see someone sort of familiar. It’s happened to me maybe 15 - 20 times over the years. It’s happened in places quite far from home, like when I was on vacation in New Orleans and ran into someone from my HS in NJ shortly after I thought I saw an ex-gf. If I could only turn it into profit…