Had to edit this post because I somehow accidentally submitted it halfway through, not sure if that's affecting my luck or intelligence stat...
Work Ethic: 9 - one of my higher stats. For the most part I just switch into "work mode" and my body runs on autopilot all day while my mind wanders off somewhere else while I'm at work. I also end up helping lots of people with yard work because for some reason anytime someone mentions plants or digging in general my brain goes "Ooh, me dig hole!" and then next thing I know I have a shovel in hand and I'm covered in dirt. However, if someone REALLY pisses me off, I'll do a bad job purely out of spite and just stare at them the whole time like "Yeah, you're the reason this is happening".
Strength: 7(?) - I'm not buff or anything, I'm fairly thin (I'm light enough that I sometimes have a hard time walking on windy days lol) but a lot stronger than I look. I spent five years in the tent rental business which required a lot of heavy lifting, usually pushing up hundreds of pounds of vinyl off the ground by raising a single pole, so I built up a fair amount of muscle density. That and I can take a hit, if you want to count that under strength.
Charisma: T̶̛̫̎̓́̑̔̆͐͊͘͝͠h̵̨̩̯̗̭̯̹̗̳̟̘̞͖̦̰͋̕i̸̝͖͕̱̟̯̩͇̍̍͊ş̴͉͙̱͔̳̹͌͠͠ ̷̛͓̱̮͔͉͚̭̬̙͍̳͉̾̃͐̄͊̈́̈̽̇s̷̢͈̩̩̖̩͎͈̓̄̎́̄̀́͘ț̷̛̟̭̫͓̝̩̏͘ą̷̧̰̬̼̞̠̣̱̩̮͕̤̜͌̍̓̅̍͋̓͜͝t̵̨̛̛̯̣͖̬͇̦͍̞͍͚̼̆̒̔̏́̒̓̐̚͜͠͝͝ ̸̢̢̛̻̳̦͎̟̳̲̟̜͓͇͕͔͒̔̀̍͒́̑́͛͘͝͝i̷̛̻͚̯̜͙̬͋̈́̑̂̿̇̅̌́͜ş̸̯̩̯͔̰͍̝̓̌̕ ̶̨̡̛̯̯͔̜̜̞̳̳̟̫̞͉̺̾͆̄̿̍́̇͐͊̔̚͝b̶̧̠̈́̏r̸̛̛̟͂̏͋̊͠ở̴̗̗̼͗̈́͒́͂̊̑̄̐̓͂͋̚k̸͇̪̞̯͔̪̰̺̥͎̈̂̒e̷̺͉̬͒̄̀͝n̸̨̠͈͔̮͉͇͖̺̣̙̮̪̈́͊ͅ - Somehow I seem to be simultaneously loved and hated by everyone. I don't understand it. Tons of people want to be my friend, but then when I attempt to engage in friendship, I'm dead to them. Just last week I was talking to a girl who said, and I quote, "I'm interested in you" followed by "Do you have discord?" after saying yes and giving her my discord handle she ghosted me. ?!?!?!?! Even at work, I hear endless praise from all of the higher ups yet they kick me out of my area in favor of bringing in new hires who know nothing (funny enough, one of them has the same name as me, so I really was replaced) and shove me into a corner. Then they follow that up by taking my picture to put on the "good noodle board" (as I call it) for being an outstanding employee followed by them giving me stale crackers and a luke-warm bottle of water to show their appreciation for me. (Yes, that actually happened).
Humor: 10 (obviously): After making countless puns throughout the workdays and hearing groan after grown from my coworkers, I have concluded that I have a superior sense of humor that they are all jealous of and wish they could achieve.
Intelligence: 6 - I'd say I'm probably above average, but I'm definitely not a genius. Not entirely sure how to properly gauge my own intelligence (ignoring IQ tests, which I've never bothered to do) as I'm often too critical of it and I've unfortunately grown up around people who's intelligence is so low that even slightly below average may as well be considered to be on Einstein's level.
Luck: -10 - I'm somehow still alive but I'm giving that credit to miracles, not luck. If there's a way something can go wrong and I can get screwed over then it will happen. Some people go through life with everything working out for them, I exist so that balance can be maintained in this universe.