Let's Talk About Things We Suck At

List time because I like making lists.

I suck at...

• face-to-face interviews (although I prefer those over phone interviews)
• being nice to people sometimes... I get annoyed easily.
• driving
• RTS games
• finishing projects, stories, etc.
• being comforting. It's not that I don't care (well... depending on who you are), it's just that I don't know how to deal with people bawling their eyes out or whatever. I just, I don't know, pat them on the back or something.
  

I suck at:

Anything beyond Jimmy Page-level guitar.
Having a work ethic.
Talking to people.
Marketing/Promotion.
Sobriety.
Philandering.

and

Having a work ethic.

Oh and I don't work like I'm supposed to.

I suck at being sober and at not being an asshole to people. Fortunately, I'm only an asshole to people when I'm sober, and I have no reason to ever want to be sober.

Also lollipops and straws.

I suck at NOT RUNNING INTO THINGS. I run into furniture/walls/counter tops too often, and have the bruises to prove it.

After seeing bruises on my arms, a colleague worriedly asked me, "Are you safe at home? Is your husband treating you well?"

I laughed so hard. "My husband is an angel. I got these bruises from running into furniture and walls and stuff. I'm pretty clumsy. Oh gawd, that sounds even more suspicious! "

I wonder if he believed me. XD Oh well.

Quote:

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Originally Posted by DrAssenov

I suck at NOT RUNNING INTO THINGS. I run into furniture/walls/counter tops too often, and have the bruises to prove it.

After seeing bruises on my arms, a colleague worriedly asked me, "Are you safe at home? Is your husband treating you well?"

I laughed so hard. "My husband is an angel. I got these bruises from running into furniture and walls and stuff. I'm pretty clumsy. Oh gawd, that sounds even more suspicious! "

I wonder if he believed me. XD Oh well.

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That sounds like a comedy sketch just waiting to happen.

Quote:

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Originally Posted by DrAssenov

After seeing bruises on my arms, a colleague worriedly asked me, "Are you safe at home? Is your husband treating you well?"

I laughed so hard. "My husband is an angel. I got these bruises from running into furniture and walls and stuff. I'm pretty clumsy. Oh gawd, that sounds even more suspicious! "

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A friend of mine was asked by her doctor if she was being abused, but also had to admit all her injuries were self-inflicted klutziness. I've never heard that happen to anyone else. xD

So, hey, were we actually supposed to "talk" about this stuff. 'Cause most of us just made a list... including the op