WHAT??? :eek: I can’t imagine that…
You should learn now - mountain biking is the best…
I can’t hold down my pinkie with my thumb, you know, the way most people indicate “3.” My thumb’s too short to reach that far.
I can’t guesstimate how old someone is. I hate when people ask me how old I think they are. I tend to think everyone’s the same age as I am, unless it’s obvious that they aren’t, and even then, I wouldn’t be able to get close to their actual age. Why do people ask that question anyway?
I think the foam moreso. Thanks for the suggestions!
I also can’t gargle.
All in all, I’d make a terrible gay man.
I do no-fingers whistling fine; never tried it with fingers, wouldn’t know where to put them.
I have no idea how to snap my fingers.
Generally worthless at working with numbers.
Me too! Forget about even trying to brush my tongue…
I can’t do that, either. People are either babies, toddlers (can walk, can’t really talk), kids (can talk), teenagers, about my age (when I was a kid, this class was “about my parents’ age”), or old people. I can’t get it any finer than that, and if I try, I’m likely to be ludicrously off.
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[li]I can only whistle by sucking air in, not by blowing out. And that’s just using my lips, I have no clue how to do it using my fingers.[/li][li]I can’t spit the “cool” way where you’re kind of blowing it out and a gob flies through the air intact. If you’re a guy, you know what I mean. I only know how to do it using my lips, like when you’re brushing your teeth.[/li][li]I can’t do cartwheels. Never could. But here’s something weird: I think I taught myself how to walk on my hands about ten years ago, and I was really good at it. Then I didn’t do it for a long time, and now I have a sneaking suspicion it may have just been a dream. But I’m not sure.[/li][li]Most of the time, I can’t lie flat on my back. I immediately get really dizzy. Every now and then, though, I can do it with no problem.[/li][li]I can’t dive head-first into water (or anything else, I guess). I’m not particularly aquatic, period.[/li][li]I can’t see the Magic Eye things either.[/li][li]I can’t make fart noises with my hand in my armpit.[/li][/ul]
I was going through this thread feeling pretty good about myself - and then…
I can’t squat with my heels down. (heels up, no problem.) If I try, I’ll end up on my ass. And no one can give me a plausible reason why I can’t.
I also can’t estimate size. (Is it about a foot? I don’t know. That’s why we have tape measures.)
I can’t ski on water or snow. Everyone I know goes snow skiing, and I think I’d like to try, but I can’t get past the self consciousness of being a 50 year old on the bunny hill.
I can’t follow directions. I can do one thing at a time very well, but if you want me to do two things, don’t tell me both at the same time because it takes most of my brainpower to just remember them both.
If you tell me to do three things, there’s a good chance none of them will get done. I just can’t focus well enough to follow 3 step directions.
If you think you might like it, you should try snow skiing. There will be plenty of people older than you learning how to ski.
Can’t help you with water skiing. I never could get up on the skis. And I live at a lake and have 2 boats. :mad:
I can’t cornbraid. In my family, every female can. As a matter of fact, every black female I know can, at least a little. I can’t at all. I can plait, which is a simple braid hanging from the head…but I can’t make it stick to the head.
My daughter’s hair is extremely kinky…perfect for cornbraids…but if her auntie doesn’t braid it, it will be in a ponytail or in hair clips or something. I never tried that hard to learn, maybe one day I will try again.
My husband gets so mad at me for this! He’ll ask me how much money we have (I’m the bookkeeper of the family). I never know. He’ll ask what’s currently in savings or what we still we on the house. I may have just checked that day and I have no idea! I keep everything going smoothly, so it’s not like we are bouncing checks or missing bills or anything, but I just do NOT know what we have or what we owe at any given moment. Let me go check.
Get laid.
Alphabetize. It takes me much longer than normal to find something in a dictionary or phone book. Basically, I don’t have any sense of a letter coming before or after another unless I mentally recite the alphabet.
I can’t drive.
I cannot two-finger whistle, cartwheel, skip rope, ice skate, snap my fingers, do handstands, float, touch my toes without bending the knees and I am really bad at the 3d-image things too.
This thread is a bit depressing in that it reminds me of the simple things I cannot do but on the other hand it is nice to see that I am not alone.
Can’t skate. I’m pretty sure I’m doing this wrong, but can’t find out what exactly I’m doing wrong. I mean I tried several times. It’s always the same. I mention that I can’t skate. Some friends say “Don’t worry, we teach you”. We go to skate rink. They show me how to move. I repeat the moves exactly, but somehow never build any speed, and hour later I’m exhausted, my legs hurts, my friends are exhausted and finally they agree: “You really can’t skate”. Went that way several times. I’m hopeless, I guess.
Funniest part is that I can’t skate only on ice - I rollerskate ok without problem. Maybe it’s some subconscious phobia against winter sports?
I can’t whistle in any way; I lost the ability after my first oral cancer surgery.
I have trouble tying shoe laces.
I can’t calculate dimensional tolerances mentally: X +/-Y; nor can I retain x+y and/or x-y in my head.
I cannot see the 3-D picture things.
I cannot fold a fitted sheet.
I have no sense of direction.
I can not locate the North Star.
The number of things I cannot do greatly exceeds the number of things I can do.
I haven’t ridden a bike in almost 10 years, though I did learn. Is that any easier to imagine?
I can roller skate, but not roller blade or ice skate. I just can’t keep my balance on one blade.
My inability to do this extends to what we have in the fridge or pantry. Mr. Neville has an ability that is amazing to me, to know what we have or don’t have in the fridge or pantry without going to check. Problem is, he can’t seem to be convinced that I can’t do this, so when we’re at the grocery store he will ask me stuff like “do we have cereal at home?” and I will have no idea.