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Very Trivial Superpowers

[Deleted User]

I'm a girl of almost no talents but there are a few things I'm good at that trivially impresses people. People who tend to be easily impressed to begin with, to be fair.

I never cry when I'm chopping an onion.
I've slept standing up.
I can type at 85 words a minute - accurately.
I can put my feet behind my ears (thanks, yoga). Not as pretty as it sounds.
I read a minimum of three books a week.
I get upgraded about 70% of the time when I travel, regardless of airline and without ever asking.
I never forget a birthday or anniversary.
I can wiggle my ears.

What trivial things do you excel at?

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dreamers75

Managing other peoples time. Its like some sort of gift I have.

The Sidewards Man

I can achieve a ghostie 6 days a week.

Fox_In_Socks

Candie wrote: »

Anyway, back to trivial superpowers, I never miss the bin when I throw an empty soda can from the armchair. I've NEVER missed the bin.

Drink that in for a second, it's impressive.

There's a trick here. Either you don't own a bin or you've never drank a soda.

[Deleted User]

Fox_In_Socks wrote: »

There's a trick here. Either you don't own a bin or you've never drank a soda.

Or I should be a player for the Knicks!

Fox_In_Socks

Candie wrote: »

Or I should be a pitcher for the Knicks!

Is that a basketball team?:pac:

[Deleted User]

Fox_In_Socks wrote: »

Is that a basketball team?:pac:

Yes!

Fox_In_Socks

Then you have what it takes to be a pitcher for a basketball team.

Another trivial superpower: I can drive any car when the fuel gauge is down to the red or past it and reach a petro station just in time when it's running fumes.

FortySeven

[Deleted User] wrote: »

I am very observant to the point of being able to suss out your state of mind. I am always noticing.

I am incredibly intuitive. It's something I can't even explain without sounding nuts.

People talk to me. All of the time. On the train, in the check out queue, the bus stop, random places. They tell me little things about their life.

I too share this curse. I see right through people. It is awful. Intuitive and don't miss anything.
INTP.

[Deleted User]

FortySeven wrote: »

I too share this curse. I see right through people. It is awful. Intuitive and don't miss anything.
INTP.

It can be awful alright but also incredibly useful and amazing

It's such a part of who I am that this thread is the first time I've really thought about it and the pros and cons. I used to wonder if I was an empath but I think that's a different kettle of fish. Being intuitive isn't the same as feeling another person's pain.

Although I have had experiences of that too just not very often. My heart and belly would be aching when in the company of a person who is hurting. I would just "know" their pain even without them saying a word.

Apologies for bringing the thread off topic.

wil

FortySeven wrote: »

I too share this curse. I see right through people. It is awful. Intuitive and don't miss anything.
INTP.

I can fool intuitive people at will.

Convince them I'm a rich atheistic, ultra right wing new age conservative megalomaniac pious scary down and out in your face nice pleasant person with one twitch of my brow.
After analysing me I go all personality illegible, (hard to read)
It passes the time on trains and buses.

Nah, I'd never do that....:);):eek

Capt'n Midnight

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.

I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.

Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.

I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat 400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.

I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.

I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.

But I have not yet gone to college.

CFlat

Capt'n Midnight wrote: »

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.

I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.

Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.

I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat 400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.

I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.

I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.

But I have not yet gone to college.

Ah I wouldn't worry about it Capt'n, the important thing is at least you tried.

Shint0

FortySeven wrote: »

I too share this curse. I see right through people. It is awful. Intuitive and don't miss anything.
INTP.

It can be honed through hypervigilance, FortySeven. Which leaves the question are some superpowers nature or nurture, which comes first the chicken or the egg?

Candie, I too can do the feet behind the ears thing or at least I used be able to. If I can still do it when I'm ninety that truly would be a super feat...or super feet

Sapphire

I could put my feet behind my ears too up until very recently.

I can also pinch with my toes. My family cant so I can never have a proper toe-pinching pinch off with someone.

suicide_circus

Wow you're great

wakka12

People think I'm good with technology and computers but really theyre just too lazy to read the instructions which will always tell you how to do everything right

Miss Demeanour

I can pick things up off the floor using my toes. I can also bend them forward at a 90 degree angle. They are also very pretty toes.....just saying.

fussyonion

I can type at 90 WPM but only if I'm looking at the keyboard.
I can do really good squats even though I'm not the fittest person you've ever met; I'm quite proud of it actually because I still have a good bit of weight to lose (4.5stone gone since July), another 4 to go.

I am EXCELLENT at cooking rashers.
I grill them and I always turn them at EXACTLY the right time and then dish them up when they're crispy but not hard.

I make the best roast potatoes ever and everyone who's tasted them agrees.

I can read really quickly. I'm constantly turning pages when I'm reading a book and my other half does be saying "You havent' read that page already have you?".
No excuse for slow reading!

FallSilently

I can detect French people and things made or owned by French people.
I can read backwards, upside-down, flipped etc.
I can't write neatly with my left hand, but when I do attempt to write, it comes out mirrored.
I can recite the 93/94 Premiership team list in alphabetical order, but that's just because I memorised it as a child so it's more of a trivial bat-power.

turnikett1

Im amazing at just knowing the time, without having looked at a clock (or the sun) recently. Not the general time, either, Im talking give or take 5 mins accuracy
I can also type 100WPM, accurately (80WPM? How cute! :P)
I have excellent, above average eyesight
I know all my friends phones number off by heart, without ever having gone out of my way to learn them (though this could be due to the amount of call me's I send lololol)

[Deleted User]

turnikett1 wrote: »

I can also type 100WPM, accurately (80WPM? How cute! :P)

Hey! It's good for me, ok?

frozenfrozen

150WPM is where impressive typing starts

[Deleted User]

frozenfrozen wrote: »

150WPM is where impressive typing starts

Is that even possible? I can't imagine typing at those speeds.

Well, not if it's going to make any sense anyway.

One eyed Jack

turnikett1 wrote: »

Im amazing at just knowing the time, without having looked at a clock (or the sun) recently. Not the general time, either, Im talking give or take 5 mins accuracy
I can also type 100WPM, accurately (80WPM? How cute! :P)
I have excellent, above average eyesight
I know all my friends phones number off by heart, without ever having gone out of my way to learn them (though this could be due to the amount of call me's I send lololol)

100wpm? How cute

The training on a stenograph machine requires the person to pass writing speed tests of up to 225 words a minute on their machine in the United States, as set forth by the National Court Reporters Association (NCRA) in the United States. Only a small percentage of court reporting students per year are actually able to do this. The drop-out rate of stenographic court reporters is very high. The tedium of this type of job is believed to be the cause of this problem.

Source: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Court_reporter

I can't even do 40 wpm myself, dictation software is where it's at

[Deleted User]

One eyed Jack wrote: »

100wpm? How cute

Source: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Court_reporter

I can't even do 40 wpm myself, dictation software is where it's at

Thats a different thing, not typing like we're doing on a qwerty keyboard. Stenos use a different keyboard.

The Sidewards Man

Can maintain an erection after ejaculation.

FortySeven

The Sidewards Man wrote: »

Can maintain an erection after ejaculation.

Is this not normal? I've seen me having to pee in the garden after sex because the bathroom ceiling is too low and the trajectory too difficult to calculate.

Speedwell

I'm one of those people who reads as "nice" and everyone talks to. I am a person with Asperger's and I had to actually become a nice person so I didn't let everyone down, lol. Airline stewardesses invariably pick me to put the unaccompanied minors next to, so much so that I used to carry kids' books on my Kindle in case they were bored. Oh, INTJ (drops mic).

Also, I can write upside down and backwards with both hands simultaneously, with my eyes closed. It is not easy, I admit, but it won me a few bets in college.

One eyed Jack

FortySeven wrote: »

Is this not normal? I've seen me having to pee in the garden after sex because the bathroom ceiling is too low and the trajectory too difficult to calculate.

Legend!! :pac:

DeVore

I can hear well beyond most people. It was discovered (at 38 years old!) during a full medical. Weird, huh, I always thought everyone heard what I heard.

I remember being tested in school at the age of 5 or 6 and the examiner telling the teacher I was cheating by watching him press the button to cause the noise and then responding with my button. Teacher gave me a casual backhand to the side of the head and sent me flying so then I deliberately got a few wrong.... the 70's eh...