Oh boy.
Directions- sometimes I still need my GPS to get to work. Can’t associate street names with locations in my head either. I guess I have little spatial awareness.
Parallel parking. Yikes.
Dancing. Wish I was good at this. I refused to dance at homecoming in high school and probably embarrassed myself with my minimal dancing at prom.
And finally, small talk. Might have something to do with my social anxiety, but I really suck at carrying conversations! I always feel like I’m asking too many questions, and boring the other person.
Playing piano – my grandmother was a wonderful piano player and everyone assumed I’d be good as well – but despite years of lessons I just didn’t “have it”. Even when I played all the correct notes it somehow never sounded quite right.
Sense of Direction - I have none – Waze has been a lifesaver
Gardening – my kids joke that I have a black thumb (rather than a green thumb).
I’m sure if you talk to my kids they would add many more things to this list LOL.
Singing. And I wish more than anything to be able to. My D sings like an angel and even has a degree in vocal music, a talent she got from her dad’s family. Thanks to her and the hours of singing competition shows I have watched, I can hear when other people are off key. I am embarrassed to even sing “Happy Birthday” and usually just move my mouth.
I’m actually not good at anything useful.
Anything that requires grace and/or flexibility. I’m very strong and pretty fit for an aging old lady, but in yoga, I’m as flexible as an 80 year old man. And I trip constantly - on flat ground. And I’d rather hike up a mountain 3 times than go down once. I’m terrible at descents because I’m so clumsy.
And I’m a great driver, but horrible parker. Never learned how to parallel park and I won’t even try unless I’m the last in a row. And I can’t back up either - mostly because I’m not flexible enough to really turn around and see anything.
Dancing. (I attribute this to sobriety.)
Singing and Art.
In singing - I was the only girl in the entire elementary school that wasn’t allowed into the school chorus because my singing was so bad. When chorus was practicing I had to hang out in a room with all the boys who weren’t doing chorus because they didn’t want to. It was really demoralizing.
For art - I failed art in 2nd grade (yes really). At that point I decided that I hated art and would never do anything more than the absolute minimum that was necessary. Once art became an elective, I never took it again. It wasn’t until after I got out of college that I realized that I had missed out.
On the other hand I have always been naturally good at anything athletic or requiring coordination so that’s where all my focus went.
Parenting.
What’s even worse, for me, is having a “good” day and really being ON & entertaining. Then I get nervous and think, OMG, this is NOT sustainable. The next time these people are with me, what if I’m in turtle shell mode? Ack! lol
Anything technological. The IT people at the hospital where I volunteer one day a week are talking about assigning me my own personal assistant to do my charting when I start my five day work week with them in August.
Anything that requires even the smallest amount of artistic skill. Same is true of wife and our kids. We have what we refer to as shelf of shame in our house with the kids’ artwork from school. Horrible doesn’t describe it. Helps to keep their stellar academic achievements in check. LOL
My dad has artistic talent. My sister does as well. Just didn’t find its way to me.
I’m awful at cold-calling people for donations or trying to convince them of something, which is kind of awkward since I’ve been a volunteer (BoD level) for non-profits for, oh, decades. I just can’t make myself do a hard push no matter how strongly I feel about a situation.
Years ago I was staffing a League of Women Voters booth at an event downtown with other members, and they were all about buttonholing people to get them to register or vote. They sounded so confident, and I felt like a pretty dismal failure. The only way I could approach passersby was by offering printouts we’d prepared about a specific upcoming ballot issue.
I’m currently on local DV shelter board and we’re supposed to get sponsors for an upcoming event and my palms are already sweating about it. I’ll buy my way out with a check to cover the goal and be relieved to do it.
Participating in random social media conversations 
Forgiveness. I can hold a grudge and I really should let some stuff go.
Let’s just say I’m getting better at holding my tongue about stupidity and stupid rules. At least in public.
"I make pancakes frequently. They’re always terrible. Actually, they taste ok, but they look awful. I just can’t figure out how to get them to look like the ones you see in magazines.
What’s the secret?"
Ladle the batter on. Timing the flip is important. You want small bubbles on top of the pancake surface before you flip.
Things I’m not good at:
remembering people’s names - unfortunately my husband is bad at it as well
bowling - but I am perfectly fine with that
having a poker face and telling lies, even white lies
keeping to a routine/sleep schedule
driving in reverse
sense of direction - great with maps but don’t expect me to instinctively know north, south, east, west orientations unless the sun is rising or setting
singing - my extended family is bad. Singing at family birthdays is a comically painful experience 
“I am not a patient person, and I do not suffer fools well.” ditto
Things I’m actually good at that other people have mentioned:
baking - I’m the family baker
making decisions - very good at making decisions with the info on hand which came in handy in my career. I’m the type you want around in a crisis.
Not a pancake thread but make sure the griddle is not greased too much and that it is HOT before ladling on the batter.
@doschicos — I say everyone should be born with a name tag. I make a very conscious effort to remember names simply because I’m horrible at it. I read something once that a main reason you can’t remember is because you never really knew the name to start — so be upfront and just ask people to repeat their names when introduced.
So many, but a few that come to mind…
Knowing my right from my left. I’m fine if I have more than a couple seconds to think about it.
Anything girly—hair, nails, make up, clothes.
Interior decorating—I designed our house and love decorating magazines and websites but clueless doing it.
I don’t have much of patience.
I don’t have very good sense of direction. I can get lost getting of an elevator.
“Anything girly—hair, nails, make up, clothes.”
Totally this. I just completely avoid the whole nail thread as I have nothing to add as my nails have seen nothing but nail clippers. Saves a lot of money, though.
Art and anything similar like fashion. I tell kids in school I’m “Art Challenged,” so they need to pretend a bit. “This is a circle… ok, pretend this is a circle.” Never ask me what someone was wearing either. Unless it was a Clown Suit or something equally as obvious, I won’t know - not even if they were wearing a hat or not.
Then… I have face blindness. I need to recognize folks from other things like their voice or gait. If I know you from school, I won’t necessarily recognize you at Walmart. If I just had you in class, I won’t necessarily know who you are in the cafeteria - not by faces anyway. Talk to me and your voice might give you away. When I have to distribute school pictures or IDs I toss them all on a desk and tell the kids to find one they like! (This is a terrible affliction to have at school BTW - not useful for anything in life really.)
I feel if we’re going to share bad things about ourselves we ought to put down good things so we don’t get too depressed. I do well in math/science and on world games like Lumosity I test in the Top 1/10th of a 1% (99.9%) across all ages for Problem Solving - even beating the talented college students who “live” there.
So… you can ask me to solve pretty much any problem and I’ll give you a credible idea. Just don’t ask me to draw a circle or remember who asked by sight.