Making people laugh, I suppose. Perhaps familiarity is the backbone of the ease, but it is an endeavour I go through every day. You sort of get an instant feel for their sense of humour. It's more hazardous with strangers and yet the success rate is not depressing. If you make people laugh, it can override all of your bad points which would otherwise have you exiled or scorned. Even if its slapstick, like getting lost in a cinema viewing room and groping along the curtained walls to find the rest room before realising that hey, you didn't even enter from that anywhere with curtains... oh god. At least twenty people snickered in unison.
If other people are to be believed, I'm decent at writing. If I were any older than I am now it wouldn't be remotely good, so youth is my saviour. I'm crummy at content. My wording is the only redeeming feature.
My capacity for colouring-in does not suck entirely, and I'm good at first impressions - politeness is integral, if not downright essential. Overall, I have no fucking idea what I am best at but it all adds up. I suppose... writing? I occasionally surprise myself with it, as with the first skill on the list so I guess that is confirmation enough.
Being a laughing stock and a typing nerd is better than it sounds.