I kid that my superpower is the ability to clean up toilets that haven’t been flushed in months but were continually used or scraping off layers of rat droppings, maggots, mold, and who knows what else might be embedded in layers of grease. I really don’t know where I developed the stomach to clean up this “stuff” but I can.
In reality, my superpower is patience, with the ability to have to repeat what I had already explained three times before; to place myself in the middle of a situation that no one else has the temperament or knowledge to handle with the willingness to spend hours researching a particular situation and trying to find a suitable resolution. I kid that this is how I’m earning time off from the Purgatory bench.
On a side note, I need to get Siri directly hooked up to my car so I can dictate notes during these long six-hour drives. I can only listen to The Beatles channel for so long and headline news can be downright depressing. It may be a little while before I have to worry about it though as we are heading into another limbo period.