An Ode to Trivial Talents


ViVi is really good at putting Barbie shoes on horses. Be it platform wedges, stilettos, or strappy sandals, this girl knows how to put a shoe on a horse.

My friend Cleo remembers everything people wear. She remembers that her best friend was wearing a turquoise t-shirt with a flower and navy board shorts when they went to Clear Lake when she was 12. She also remembers what I wore on Friday.

My guy Brett can pull out hair with the nails on his thumb and forefinger. If someone broke into his house and stole his tweezers, he would be fine. Even the stubbiest hair is no match for him. One of those hairs may or may not have been on my chin.

I have a knack for finding hairs in food. Cat, human, or maybe just a fuzz from a sweater; if it's in my food, I'll spot it. I subconsciously examine everything I eat before I put it in my mouth.

Most people are really good at something. And that something isn't always a world-changing talent. But these talents aren't meant for making the world a better place. They're simply a way that you get satisfaction, and perhaps feel slightly superior. And who doesn't need that every once in a while?

Tell me, what are you really good at that isn't entirely useful?