Not me but my partner is 36 yrs old and can’t swim.
I think it depends a lot on where and when you grew up. Afaik in China it’s very much uncommon to be able to swim.
Once I saved a chinese guy from drowning, he was struggling to get back up on his pedalo, where his umbrella-carrying lady was watching us struggle in the river, him frantically gripping the side of the boat like a frog, me with my foot on his ass, pushing him with all my might. They were both obviously embarrassed, neither realizing the dude was 1mn away from exhaustion
I figure, if I hadn’t done that, maybe the situation in Taiwan would be different
What’s a pedalo?
Hmmmm… Pedal boat or paddle boat, says wikipedia. Sorry I did not realize this might not translate. Usually two seats, leg-powered
Auditory processing. Say a vaguely complex paragraph to me and I won’t get anything out of it. It is just one of those things I have to explain to people and ask them to request things in writing. Writing is the polar opposite, I can have details stick with me for decades.
Tell a joke or story in a linear fashion. I’m always fucking up, or realizing halfway through that I’ve left out an important detail. It’s how my mind works but I’m sure it’s frustrating to others. Plus I just get flop sweat sometimes.
I wish so bad I was better at telling stories. Not that I have many, but still
i have the opposite issue, i start telling a story trying to make it interesting and engaging and then feel like im running out of time before people disengage so i rush through and sum up 75% of the story in a few sentances and say “so yeah thats pretty much it”.
I can only tell jokes I don’t find funny myself. Normally I can’t controll my laughing after the first couple of words.
I just always give too much context to my stories, and quickly realise that I’m giving context for context for context and cant remember my point.
My closest friend is very similar here though, and we can have great long conversations that are 20 layers deep of tangents and forgetting our original points. We also sometimes yell ‘pin’ at eachother as a shorthand for ‘lets put a pin in this’ which basically means that at some point we’re trying to remember what we wanted to say at that point because it was fun.
I should think for a few seconds before talking about right or left directions. I sometimes make mistake when I say it without hesitation!
Me too!
Brushing my teeth too close after eating. If I do it, I will throw up.
It’s bad to brush your teeth after eating.
The reason for that is that when acids are in the mouth, they weaken the enamel of the tooth, which is the outer layer of the tooth,” Rolle says. Brushing immediately after consuming something acidic can damage the enamel layer of the tooth.
Source: https://www.cuimc.columbia.edu/news/brushing-immediately-after-meals-you-may-want-wait
Did not know that. But I’m not talking immediatly, I mean I’m lucky if I could manage within an hour after eating.
Whistle
Maintain a basic schedule.
Sit cross-legged. I can do it for maybe 10 seconds max, but it’s just so uncomfortable. Never was able to even as a kid. I think I’m just not flexible at all.
Like criss cross applesauce or just one leg over the other?
Applesauce
I’m 59 and I went gradually in the last 15 years from barely being able to sit cross legged to now I can’t even touch my right toe (chronic groin problem) let alone sit cross legged.
Istr that there’s some genetics involved in which way your legs like to bend. I’ve always bent easily in that direction. I can sit in full lotus easily or e.g. sit on in the floor, legs ahead with heels together and bend forward and rest my forehead on my feet. And there’s many stretches that do nothing for me because I run out of motion before anything gets tight. But legs wider apart, I can almost not sit upright at all. I’m not a flexible person over all.
It’s kind of hard to describe, but anyway. Took me until I was many many years old until a yoga instructor told me it kind of varies from person to person how easy some motions are.
Fall asleep.
Well, I guess it does technically eventually happen to me sometimes somehow. But not when it should.
And also waking up
I thought I couldn’t remember how to throw a boomerang, but then it came back to me.
They say it’s all in the wrist.
Yeah. They say they’ve never seen anything like it. … That’s what I said. Freak accident. Yeah. The entire thing.
He’s going into surgery so they can try and extract it. Yup. Yup. Okay I’ll call and let you know as soon as he’s out. Night babe, love you.
Initiate conversation with no pretext
At times, I still miscount.
Considering almost every one of my ancestors for the last few hundred million years managed to have sex at least once, I’d say it’s pretty remarkable how I’ve managed to avoid it so far
Classic selection bias. I don’t recall the exact numbers, but I remember reading that the majority of men who have ever lived never reproduced. That’s unfortunately pretty normal.
Historically, before agriculture it was about two to three women having offspring for every man who did.
During the Agricultural era (12,000 BCE to 2,000 BCE) that ratio hit a high of 9 women reproducing for every man who did so, and stayed around that for most of that time.
From there it slowly declined back down to the current world-wide average of two women reproducing for every man who manages to do so.
Where do I fit in there? I reproduced.
Maybe in the agricultural age
They said “sex”, you said “reproduced”.
I can’t whistle. Honestly I think it’s because one of my lower front teeth is crooked, twisted at an angle. 🤷♂️
My parents used to tell me as a kid that I couldn’t whistle because I wasn’t eating my pizza crust. After I started eating the crust I learned how to whistle.
Have you tried eating crust?
With a crooked tooth? Impossible!
Me neither, and for the same reason.
I lost my ability to whistle in a tragic playground accident when my front teeth met the skull of a friend travelling in the other direction. Ever since, crooked front tooth.
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even
Last time I accidentally a Coca Cola bottle.
rip
