The person below me knows they have a special gift/talent/purpose in this life, and even knows what it is (and might reveal it to us here!).
I think one of my gifts/talents is twisting words like so many long, skinny balloons, into shapes that delight. I don't know if itreaches the level of purpose or calling, and I hope not because I haven't done a whole hell of a lot with it, but it's certainly a talent. If I may say so. See Celeste... I entrapped myself in self-tooting.
The person below me has walked in on someone masturbating (speaking of self-tooting).