I've been called psychic before, by work mates. But, I got nuthun'. I just watch closer than some, analyze more completely, predict several possibilities, and ramble on constantly about everything when I'm stressed. Sometimes one of my predicted possible outcomes happens and forever, after that, I'm a psychic to the people who were there.
The creepiest premonition-like thing that I've ever experienced was dreaming for years about the WTC disaster. I didn't think it would fall straight into itself, though. The whole thing just seemed too obvious, to me. It had to happen. That knowledge just made the whole thing my fault, ya know.
Now my cat IS psychic. He's always proving he's hooked up to something about to happen. Once, my wife was working late, out of town, I was already asleep when the cat woke me up, freaked out about something. I tried to let him out, I checked his bowl and his box. What else is there? All he did was panic and run around crying. A few minutes later my wife called and she had just hit a deer with her car on the way back and she was really upset. At this point, the cat was calmly watching me, probably judging my performance. I could easily have slept right through the phone ringing, if I hadn't already been awake, but she needed some help. Rocky, my boxing cat, is the psychic, not me.
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It's just music for me. The other stims don't work.