Blimey, it's so hard! (as the actress said to the policeman)
Ooh, there's one.
I can make a double intendre out of practically anything. I use this quality to spread smiles and fnarrs around the world, last proven at a funeral where everyone was sad until I said 'at least his wife knows what hole he's in now, eh?'
I'm good at teaching karate. None of this olde worlde stuff, I teach women and children to rip and tear and kick and punch and I'm good at finding the inner rage of the quiet ones. Proven yesterday when two of my more quiet ones graded without nerves.
I'm great at the 'deadline challenge' game I often play with myself (fnarr). Open University essays, for example, are procrastinated until the very last second then I turn in a fairly passable piece of work exactly on deadline (and usually exactly on word count, too. Analyse that!). Last proven in the task before this.
I'm a fabulous mixer. Better than diet coke, me. You know those job ads you see that ask for people that 'can mix easily with all walks of life'? That's me, that is. Proof all over the blogosphere and related drinking establishments.
I'm a bitzer. I'm good at bits o' this and bits o' that so I know a little bit about absolutely l o a d s of things. Which makes me a brilliant person for a trivia team or an ice-breaking meeting but not so good at knowing what I want to do with myself full-time. Proof being the fact that I can't decide whether to study networking or floristry.