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What are things you're not good at?

censoring myself. I'm always saying inappropriate things to people because I have no internal filter and forget that some people aren't... like me.

You mean by telling the 'truth?'
 
I'm also not good at throwing balls- especially basket ball, zero skill
But I can kick soccer.
What else?
I'm bad at math- and my english always has chip in its shoulder. Sometimes I think I don't deserve to born human without those skills.
 
Staying motivated at any task. I get swept up in excitement and energy when I start a task, but normally I lose motivation pretty quickly and slip into apathy and never see shit through.
 
Making bread and biscuits. For some damned reason it's the one thing I can't get the hang of cooking wise. Electronics loath me, which is funny because mechanics like me fine. I've a bit of a different social conversation-topic filter, gotten better but far from perfect.

Oh, and not swearing. Apparently my love of words includes curses as adjectives, can't seem to entirely shake the habit in 'real life'.
 
I can't get a grip on maths either. At the school I went to only two things were taken really seriously, maths and football. If you were no good at football it meant YOU personally were useless and it would be thrown in your face at every opportunity. Being consistently poor at maths was deemed to mean that you couldn't be bothered and weren't making enough effort. When you are forced to master something that you have absolutely no aptitude for, you realise that it makes no difference whether you make an effort or not. You get the same result either way, so the rational thing to do is give up. It's not defeatism, it's self-knowledge.

Oh and another thing--I can't make an omelet to save my life.
 
Sports in general, but, like others here, those that involve hitting balls. When I first came out I was concerned when the first lesbians I met told me that all lesbians played softball (and smoked). Perhaps it was for the best that I turned out to be bi instead.

I'm also bad at speaking with a pleasant tone. People often think I'm annoyed, or critical, or something negative even when I don't feel that way.
 
Public speaking. I get extremely nervous and can't keep my train of thought. You'd think I have a speech impediment too (I don't).
 
Drawing, singing, lying, painting, cooking
 
Maths, i seem to have a mental block with it.
 
I'm ok with addition, subtraction (need to be if you count money). Halfway decent on division. When it comes to fractions or trig, I'm not so good.
 
I'm also bad at speaking with a pleasant tone. People often think I'm annoyed, or critical, or something negative even when I don't feel that way.

Have you considered the possibility that you speak normally, but are just not in the habit of sounding dainty and demure and pleasing for the sake of other people's sensibilities?
 
I am shitty at hiding my contempt for idiocy. But I'm always willing to work through it so that they can become better people.

If someone does something stupid, my face will appear as though a gust of air has wafted out of Donald Trump's farty splattery adult incontinence diaper directly into my nostril.


Seriously though. I could not play poker.
 
I was Very lucky to be born fairly intelligent, physically coordinated, artistically talented, and brought up to be socially active. My main regret was my smaller stature which placed some limits on what I was capable of. I'm not good at reaching high shelves.

My major Problem is my lack of Motivation! Though, I suppose, that makes me Very Good at Procrastination! Never put off until Tomorrow what can wait 'til the day after.

I'm a LOUSY Housekeeper! Unlike my Dad, who wouldn't know how to fry water to save his life, or sort laundry, and how the washing machine works, etc., etc., my Mom made sure I was taught how to take care of myself, cook, clean, and so forth.

Do I DO it? Not unless I'm forced to!

I am "automatically" neat, but I have this deep aversion to "house work"! Given the example of my Dad, it's just not a "Guy" thing to do!

Need something fixed? I'm your guy. Need a public speaker? I'm your guy. Need a good meal? I'm your guy. Need the kitchen cleaned up afterward? Um ... see you later!
 
this is why I love the JUB, the honesty that comes out of guys is refreshing. How great that people can confess their inner feelings openly. Some of the things that we think are important and meaningful......really are not.
 
I am shitty at hiding my contempt for idiocy. But I'm always willing to work through it so that they can become better people.

If someone does something stupid, my face will appear as though a gust of air has wafted out of Donald Trump's farty splattery adult incontinence diaper directly into my nostril.


Seriously though. I could not play poker.
Tea out the nose again!

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