No political posturing.
Driving without touching my phone.
So close to an upvote until I saw it said phone.
WHAT DID YOU THINK IT WAS???
I genuinely do not know
Penis
Every damn person every damn day. It’s a sickness
Navigating UIs on PCs, Smartphones, Ticket Machines etc.
Reading UIs is definitely a skill, I can navigate most menus regardless of language. But it makes it harder to design stuff for the average user.
Basic hygiene, sadly
Explaining difficult technical concepts to laypeople. Just gotta find the correct analogy.
If you can’t explain it simply, you don’t know it well enough.
That’s one of my favorite sayings.
With the caveat that a simple explanation stipulates a basic understanding of the topic at hand. I could explain the concept of First Break Positioning to anyone, but it’s gonna take a while unless they have a basic understanding of how a seismic survey works.
I am grateful and envious: I would love to have the same ability. Stuff is crystal clear in my mind, and I still hardly can transform it into something someone else can parse… analogies are great, but finding the correct one is often beyond me
I’m not a fan of analogies. They can be very condescending and convoluted and I find I dont learn much from them. I dont think there are any shortcuts to learning in that way really.
I find most the times the issue I have with someone teaching me something is that they are treating it as a one sided communication. If the person teaching won’t learn about the student, they end up assuming a lot of things and that is what breaks understanding.
Analogies are nice when the purpose isn’t to really learn but to socialize, though. Its more a way for people to acknowledge each other and show respect for the things we are interested in. Its a mutual thing in that way.
I excelled at tech support with this skill. I can quickly figure a person’s technical ability. If you talk below them, they’re insulted. If you talk over them, they’re insulted. Gotta hit 'em where they live.
I have this but explaining business situations with analogies to history
Popping their ears. I can “pop” my ears by opening my eustachian tubes on demand. I can even hold them open if I want to. Apparently a lot of people can’t do that.
I can do this too. It feels like I’m trying to flex my jaw muscles downwards. And makes that satisfying crackling noise when they open up.
I can also do this but it feels like I’m flexing them outwards, not down. Weird!
Same; can you also, by any chance, wiggle them?
TIL there are people who can’t do this
I can pop them also! Which is good because I need to do it frequently because of sinus problems ‘clogging’ them.
That right there is a skill I learned. When I was a teenager I got these terrible sinus headaches, driving up and down hill would get me. Then I went to flight school. I can control the pressures in my head pretty precisely now.
I can do this but it makes me yawn
I can only do it by yawning, funnily enough
Ear rumbling!
Do you know people who can’t do this? Seems pretty common.
Holy shit, I can do that too. I noticed just now because of your comment.
Thank you for unlocking my new power.
Embracing the chaos.
Not everything works out, not everything goes to plan. Routines will be disrupted.My job in a nutshell. Not a bad job, per se, but I’m the kind of employee who get paid handsomely to show up at weird corners of the world to make stuff work with whatever resources I can muster. Planning ahead can only get you so far.
Your “everyday carry” must be amazing! 😀
In my work backpack, off the top of my head:
20Ah USB battery.
Laptop with charger.
A multi-tool. (Goes into checked bag when flying)
Laptop with charger.
Console cables for various routers and switches.
A thick syringe needle with enclosure (excellent for those tiny reset buttons)
USB serial adapter.
Misc USB cables.
A Ziplock bag of all sorts of SFP modules.
A spare PCIe network card (SFP ports)
A microSD card with SD adapter.
A Linux live USB.
A general purpose USB with nothing in particular on it.
A spare SIM
Passport.
Seaman books from two countries
TWIC.
A plastic fork.
Cup noodles (because arriving hungry late when every eatery has closed sucks)
An extra pair of socks.EDIT: Forgot power adapters for plugging into US and UK outlets. And a few zip ties.
… and I suspect no small amount of experience in that backpack as well :)
A TWIC? You must really need to deal with chaos.
Only reason why I’ve been to Mississippi was to file the paperwork for that TWIC. I happened to be in Mobile AL for a couple of weeks, and Gulfport happened to have a slot, so I drove there.
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Spatial awareness.
I was in gymnastics as a kid, so built up a strong sense of balance and where my arms and legs are in relation to the stuff around me.
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I was in my 40s until I admitted to my self that spatial awareness simply doesn’t work in my brain. My young friend across the street is excellent and I often have to call him over to assemble something I’ve taken apart. In fact, I’m going to hit him up to help me reassemble a shed. Used, it came with no directions and no way in hell do I figure out how it goes together. And I took it apart!
In elementary school standard tests I’d excel at every subject except spatial reasoning. I’d try! But no, I have no idea how those shapes rotate to make the shape wanted.
Computers just work around me. Steady the software and programs. I’m not in the tech or it field. I’m in retail management.
The amount of times people call me over only to say “well now it’s working but before it took me to some other screen”
“Glad I could help”
My husband is this way. I take advantage of it regularly. I used to consider myself tech savvy but I went into the arts and the tech world left me behind. I used to try and muddle through it, but eventually I just stopped trying because I’d be doing everything “right” without success and then my husband would look over my shoulder and suddenly it would work. So now I swallow my pride and ask him sooner.
Not engaging with other humans. Whether in person or online, I simply don’t feel like talking to people is necessary.
Will I do it? Sure. It’s fine. But the difference is that I can go weeks without speaking to someone else - and frequently do since I’m disabled and a bit of a shut-in. However, it seems to really bother people to not have others with which to speak. I’ve never understood this.
Easy to understand! We’re social animals and evolved to cooperate. We’re not strong enough to survive 100% on our own and thrive in groups of ~150. You can only live like you do because it’s now and not 10,000 years ago.
We thrive in groups of around 150 people? That seems like a lot to me
cutting off toxic people
Fixing things. Repair. Assembly. Construction. Diagnosis. It always surprises me how many people are incapable of understanding how something works or what needs done to repair it.
From engines to furnaces to plumbing, computers, electronics, whatever, I do it all myself. And it’s not even remotely connected to me career. Repairmen hate me!
Repairmen hate me!
No I don’t. I sometimes even give free tips to my customers on how to do something themselves so that they don’t need to pay for me to do it for them.
I struggle with mechanical jobs, but I try anyway. About everything I can repair, upgrade, repurpose, etc. I but almost nothing new. If everyone had those habits and knowledge, the economy would collapse.
Being isolated. It’s always confused me how much people complain about loneliness. I genuinely don’t think I have ever felt that emotion before.
There is a tv show called 60 days in. It’s about sending people into these US shithole prisions without anyone knowing that they don’t belong. The idea is to figure out what goes wrong and where drugs come from and so on. Anyway, they always talk about solidarity confinement and how bad it is. Like the biggest and baddest dude is worried about getting into “the hole” Then there was this one guy who was on the show who got into solitary confinement and enjoyed the shit out of it. He would get in trouble again and not do anything to get out of the hole.
I always felt like this guy.
Solitary confinement is torture. That guy just felt it to be less torturous than being with the general population. Which is quite a commentary on the horrors of the prison environment when you think about it.
i feel it when I’m in a group of people who I find alienating and miserable to be around. or after breakups briefly.
i recently had to quit a group i’d been a part of for years… because the new members were really petty and vindictive people and being around such people is awful. they’d sit around after activities and just talk shit and mock people, it was disgusting.
Holy shit that was kind of my old friend group. Every time we hung out it was just shitting on people that weren’t there. At some point i realised that they shit on me too when i’m not there and felt less and less the desire to hang out with them.
yeah 100%. it was depressing af. the OG people in this group were nothing like that. They were… interested in the actual activity… not pretending to be into so they could socialize and talk shit and spread gossip.
all the OG people left because they started families. the people who were shitty… were perpetually single.
With age, I have become more introverted also. I guess i havent met that many amazing people. But ive been working in offices a lot, so probably why.
Getting up when the alarm rings
Not touching my savings
Paraller/reverse parking
Finding joy in mundane little thingsI’m a professional driver. Used to be a trucker, have spent a lifetime working shitty blue collar industrial jobs. I can back any trailer, with any vehicle, into any space. I’m a ninja on a forklift, a crane, a loadall, whatever. I’ve spent thousands of hours just parking stuff. I can’t parallel park. I mean I can, just not quickly, gracefully, or taking all the gods names in vain.
On Reddit (sorry) a million years ago, someone posted an image or maybe a gif that made it super clear for me and I’ve never had trouble with it since. It basically explained where in the process to turn your wheels. That said, I was an okay parallel parker already but my skills improved after I saw that gif. I’m not finding it on the web though otherwise I’d share it happily.
Strangely enough, I went to high school in a downtown area and often parked on the left side of a one-way street and therefore my parallel skills on the left are better than the right.
All that being said, I find trailer skills to be awe inspiring!
I remember that image/gif.
Line up back wheels with rear of the car you are packing behind.
Cut the wheel all the way to turn towards the curb and back up.
When 45° to the curb, turn the wheel the other way to go straight.
If necessary, straighten out as needed.
That gets like, 90% of whatcha need to do. Your individual car might change it a little based on turning radius, but it’s not that hard. A little practice and you’ll know where your rear curbside tire is and how long your hood is.
Not judging other people. Partly, I’m just quite easy going, partly I’ve had enough personal history of making mistakes to understand that people often have others reasons for their actions. But mostly I just don’t see the point in wasting headspace caring about someone’s appearance, opinion or behaviour.
But I feel like I’m constantly hearing people bitching, moaning and picking at other people. There are situations where you need to take a decision about something (particularly if you’re in a position of responsibility or authority) but most of the time there seems very little point in being judgemental about someone.
I don’t believe in free will so I always think to myself that if I was in their shoes I’d be acting the same way. It doesn’t mean I have endless tolerance for bad behavior or that it doesn’t affect whether I want to be around said person or not but I don’t act as if they’re personally responsible for who they are or that they’re actively choosing to be that way.
Our brains start firing to take action before we are conscious of that action. We can see this on a scan.
Not a comfortable thought, but our brains are driving and only after taking action do they send an executive summary to the little homonculous behind our eyeballs and we say, “I did that!”
Being happy by myself.













