Social skill. Havent learnt it since
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Driving. I was 40 when I finally got my license.
The ECS design pattern.
Oh you meant talent? Well I didn't get my drivers license until I was 19.
Not being a fucking ADHD retard. β¦ and I still havenβt learned it properly.
keep trying little smurf.
Every day.
Tying a tie for meetings, interviews etc.
I've always had issues trying to do myself from "my angle" if you know what I mean, I've always worn light blue or grayish dress shirts without the tie to interviews, or I'd just leave the tie spaced out so I can shrink it again when I got around my neck.
Still trying to get the hang of it!
Forget those complex βclassicβ knots and try the βVan Wijkβ knot. It couldnβt be easier, you only move the fat end of the tie and wrap it around the skinny end 2-4 times before pulling the fat end through the wraps. So fast, impossible to forget, and looks classy while being distinct.
I'm also just spit balling but many skills are needing an account if muscle memory.
So with that I'm mine i wonder if you spent 10-20 minutes a day just tracing styles or things you want to be able to draw to develop that muscle memory would be helpful
Reading an analogue clock face. I could do digital though.
The small hands tell the hour, the large hands the minutes.
Compassion. I used to be a terribly selfish person. Still mostly am.
so you're a normal person then?
Relatively
I'm a sideshow performer, have trained a variety of bizarre skills, but still can't whistle.
So whistling
One day a couple years ago I decided to just learn it. I then tried to whistle for three months whenever I was alone and suddenly one day, it was whistling and not just wind-sounds.
Life. Still trying to grasp the concept.
It's an insane commitment to the bit
It's a pay to play opt-out sandbox.
Oof. True. At least it's open world.
Edit: also pay-to-win.
Depends on what you consider winning. But for most people owning everything they can want is winning. For some it's personal fulfillment, still money helps in that sense. So it's a easy mode I guess.
Yeah. Just more or less saying what you said. I don't agree with it, but it seems like a sad reality.
Tying shoe laces. One day I could just do it without looking. Before then I couldn't do it at all, way behind the class by about a year, an embarrassment to my parents.
Job... applications and interviews? The combination of constant rejection, fawning, self aggrandisement, and constantly changing arbitrary standards for all stages just does not gel at all with my combination of rejection sensitivity, slightly different fawning, self deprecation, and bucking against arbitrary social standards etc. I've only gotten one job ever from cold calling since I started applying in 2004. Every other time I've known someone, and it's usually a few years between jobs
Interacting with people. As teen i sucked at social interaction but as an adult I started getting the hang of it. Now I look at other people and I think I can do it better than most. A smile and tidy clothes go a long way.
Great. Thanks
Snapping my fongers. People tried to teach me throughout my childhood, but zi just couldn't get it. Then, when I was maybe sixteen or so, I had a dream that someone taught me to snap, and in the dream I could do it! I woke up from that dream snapping my fingers, and have been able to do it ever since.
I guess my unconscious mind finally put all the pieces together and it all finally just, pun intended, clicked.
I remember when I was in primary school it was told that it wasn't actually the amplified sound of your finger slapping against your palm and cavity formed by other fingers, but pockets of nitrogen in your knuckles. This made it harder for some kids to do it.
That's cracking your joints. Weird to conflate the two, but that's grade school for you.
Yeah, must have crossed wires and the more dominant kids spread it. I have crunchy joints