Every damn person every damn day. It’s a sickness

So close to an upvote until I saw it said phone.

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.

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.

Ear rumbling!

Do you know people who can’t do this? Seems pretty common.

TIL there are people who can’t do this

Same; can you also, by any chance, wiggle them?

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

Holy shit, I can do that too. I noticed just now because of your comment.

Thank you for unlocking my new power.

If you can’t explain it simply, you don’t know it well enough.

That’s one of my favorite sayings.

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 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

It’s the dead eyes. Every photo of Mr. Beast has them.

In my case I just feel like I have a strong intuition about there being something off about someone. Usually I can’t even put my finger on what it is exactly yet I seem to often be right.

I grew ip with a narcissistic mother and I can spot those people, too. Sometimes others don’t believe me someone is bad news until month later when they get screwed by that person. I’m always baffled how people fall for the obviously fake niceness.

Two things to keep in mind here.

Firstly, the toupee fallacy: all toupees look fake. You may be able to spot all bad toupees but the good ones fly under your radar and thus you can’t ever know how good you’re actually at spotting them.

Also the assumption-as-fact bias. You think a story is false but did you ever get confirmation that you were right or are you treating your assumption as a fact?

They are stupid and take everything at face value and their brain things the world is as it appears. They think marketing is real.

You are skeptical. The other thing is skepticism… is mental work… and most people are incredibly lazy mentally.

There are levels of utility to identifying such things though. Like the amI<insert adjective> subreddits, in fact who gives a shit if that’s made up? Its entertaining. But for news, yes, critical thought is useful.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I yelled at a coworker once for this. He was kind of a slacker, and known as such. One day I was to be teaching him my line (plastic extrusion and slitting). It was a tough product and the blade box was shit and wrapped. It’s a tense moment, we have to fix it quickly and do a restart, there is so much to do, and it’s a giant pain in the ass.

I go to grab a tool, and like, be on your phone when things are good, I don’t care, but it takes two to run this shit. I come back and he’s still just staring at his phone, Facebook of all places, instead of fucking helping clear the wrap and prep the line. I yelled at him to go sit down if he wants to be on his phone as now he’s in my way. I told him to get tf off my line if he wanted to play gossip on Facebook.

The only lady in my department, I don’t think anyone spoke to him like that before. He put his phone away the rest of the shift and I avoided working with him again. This dude worked there longer than I did, knew less than I did, and got paid more. Fuck outta here.

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.

Are you also good at catching stuff that falls without ever looking?

I partner dance and I joke that I’m graceful as long as I have on dance shoes. Off the dance floor I’m always bumping into things, knocking stuff over, just generally klutzy seeming. On the dance floor I’m able to navigate the crowd and prevent collisions.

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.

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