My specific non-talents
With no good news anywhere for me to grift off of, I have decided to free-form and dig into my sordid past for a story.
More to the point, I have two specific non-talents, both with an ironic twist. Also, these are both things that probably didn’t make my mother proud.
Those two things are: I do not understand basketball, even a little; and, I cannot read music with the exception of the middle C.
I said it out loud, but not in front of my mother.