I have a blurry photographic memory.

What I mean is that I can remember where/what an item looks like but can’t read it. This was especially lame and stressful in nursing school because during a test I could recall exactly where in the textbook or PowerPoint slide the answer was, but couldn’t “read” it from said memory. Stuff like “it was in the yellow shaded an the lower inner quarter of the page, second and third billet points” or “halfway down the page, highlighted in pink, and next to it was a graphic of the Krebs cycle” Not as helpful as you might think.

I can also smell ants but only after I squish them.

My superpower is I can accurately pour one or one half cup of rice by sight and feel without going by the line on the measuring cup.

I have two superpowers:

Mosquitoes don’t find me delicious. When everyone else is getting hammered, they generally leave me alone. When I do get bit, the bites barely swell and they don’t usually itch.

Rock star parking- Anywhere I go, I always check out immediately in front of the place I need to be. There’s almost always an empty spot, and if there isn’t there’s someone just leaving that I pull into. I dunno how that helps me fight crime, but it sure would be useful if I were a bank heist getaway driver.

I’m really good at smelling food and when it’s about to go off. If my nose even picks up a hint of rot that’s all I can smell. It’s really bad right now because our fridge died so everything smells like carcass in the house right now (even though it’s gone).

I can time travel by picking up my phone and checking social media

• I have hyperthymia. It’s a constant state of mild mania and when I get flare ups of it it’s like I’m on speed

• Excellent colour vision, forget what it’s called but I have being a girl to thank for this one!

• I have hyperphantasia too, and didn’t realize this until someone posted a diagram on here. When I imagine an apple in my head, it looks the same as me seeing it in real life. I never knew this wasn’t normal until pretty recently!

I’m really, really good at peeling oranges with my bare hands (or at least I used to be in grade school when all my friends would make me do it for them). The problem is, I hate the taste of oranges so I never use this power.

I have an impeccable nose for work BS.

When a new initiative or proposal or project or just a simple inquiry comes my way, I seem to have a really good instinct as to how feasible/likely this project will come to fruition. BS projects get tossed into a corner, Non-BS projects get attention.

99.9% of the time, the BS projects are cancelled or get completely rectified into non-BS projects before I had to waste a single calorie on them

90% of the time, the non-BS projects are actually developed or, if cancelled, it’s due to forces outside of our control

The consequence of this “power” is that I am rarely busy since I don’t waste time on the BS and I get solid work done as I can move the time to the non-BS stuff… 23 years into my career I have never been late for a delivery or caught with no progress on a request

I can play a spontaneous and convincing harmony on my violin to any song I hear. Sometimes I can even do this as I’m hearing a new song for the first time and trying to join in. I also suck at reading sheet music, so this could be a survival adaptation?

i can breathe in strong winds

My super power? Invisible to government bureaucracy. Every time I fill out my absentee voter reg, I get a response back telling me I forgot to fill out my birthday. On my last one, I took photos of the filled out form. I’ve never been assigned jury duty. When I go to the BMV it takes hours because they forget to put my number in the ticket system. (This has happened at multiple BMVs, across multiple states) and it’s not like I’m being an asshole or anything, I just get my number and wait patiently for my name to come up on the board, and after seeing the entire room cycle out once or twice I check in with the staff and they’re like “weird, your number isn’t in the system” despite me holding the paperwork/ticket with my call number on it.

My wife is a super taster/smeller. Like to an extreme level. She can’t eat bell peppers because they are too spicy. ( They do produce capsaicin, but so little that they are a scoville rating of 0), she can tell if I steal a sip of her drink, because she can taste the difference on her straw/cup. When we make pasta or mashed potatoes, she knows if I put a little sprinkle of salt in the water (were talking a pinch of salt for maybe 6-7 cups of water), and she can smell that much salt before she even tastes the food. When I eat out for lunch at work, she can not only tell me where I went to eat, but she call tell me what I ordered and if I made any alterations to the order. And no, she doesn’t just know what I like to order, I try new stuff for my lunch all the time. The craziest one was when we had a staff lunch, and she was like “Jimmy johns, roast beef, with mustard and hot peppers mix” and I was like “WTF” and she said “that’s what you said for lunch, please change your clothes and take a shower”. Here’s the rub… That was my first time trying JJs roast beef.

Maybe I’m just a filthy stinky person and don’t know it.

I subconsciously hear GIFs and silent videos. On repeating GIFs, the same sound plays over and over. Some GIFs sound satisfying and hypnotic and keep me entranced for a long time, while others are loud and obnoxious and make me scroll away from them immediately.

I am very hangover resistant. I’m into my 30s now, I’ve only ever had one hangover, and I attribute that to a bit of blood loss (mishap trying to open a bottle of champagne with a sabre, I have now mastered that art)

I don’t drink particularly often, I’ll often go a few weeks without a drink, but I do occasionally find myself in a position where I get absolutely hammered and I wake up the next day feeling absolutely fine.

Years ago I was camping out at a music festival and got totally incoherently drunk, stumbled halfway into my tent and crashed there for the night. The next morning my friends who hadn’t gone nearly as hard woke up all feeling pretty rough, and we’re created by me already awake and making breakfast feeling fresh as a daisy.

I do tend to mix in plenty of water and food with my nights of debauchery, so I can’t say that it’s genetic or if I just happen to be doing the right thing. It’s not a purposeful anti-hangover measure, I just want food and water while I’m drinking.

I’m not totally immune to the negative effects of alcohol though. I absolutely get red wine headaches, and a good night of drinking may sometimes give me a Charley horse the next day.

I can move my scalp and wiggle my ears. Nobody else I’ve met seems to be able to.

I honestly can’t think of a damned thing I’m weirdly good at. Maybe that’s my super power. Extreme averageness.