How Clumsy Are You?

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How Clumsy Are You?

I can't bring a cup of coffee without spilling it.
I have got problems with space: never know if my car (or any food) is going to fit in a parking place (or a bowl) and cannot show what one meter represents.
Also problems with lateralization: my writing hand (with dysgraphy) is the right one, but I can only use a computer mouse with the left hand (which I could also use to write if I wanted to).

Actually, I am the kind of person that we call here as "having two left hands"

I'd say moderately clumsy, more than "The Usual Amount", but less than "Very". I am usually able to bring the tray with plates and cups to my table without spilling much. Dropping things is a regular occurence, though. Very often I lose grip of what I am holding, and the thing falls down or "dances" in my hands while I frantically try to regain control over it ("oops, things are jumpy today!"). Sometimes it results in an object unexpectedly springing from my hands and flying across the room (imagine knife). In the past I destroyed things in other people's homes this way.

On occasion I trip or bump into various things, such as doorframes or furniture ("oops, excuse me, senorita!"), or suddenly veer off course and walk into a wall. This does not happen very often, though. I also have problems with typing, very often being unable to hit right keys in a correct sequence. (I have even more trouble with handwriting).

I'm a little clumsier than average. I've bumped my head on the bed frame, which is right above the desk here in my dorm room, countless times already in the past two weeks. My gate is probably a little funny, too. I'm not too clumsy to play sports or ride a bike (but it took me forever to learn how), though.

I'm usually not clumsy, but if I'm stressed out, I get really bad with things.

I'm very clumsy. I would have put insanely clumsy if I was younger, but I'm not half as bad as I used to be.

I am quite the clumsy one. I spill things, I knock things over, I bump into people, I get my clothes stained all the time, and you can forget about my athletic abilities. But I have learned to be relatively un-clumsy if I make a conscious effort to do so.

OOOWWWWW! computer mouse!! !!

Most of the time I've spilled something on my shirt.

When going out to a place that requires a tie (there are still some), I always joke about wearing a color tie that will match the cuisine (red for Italian, for example). It's only half a joke.

If something has to be poured out of a carafe, I look for someone else to do it.

I've never learned to ride a bike and am very inconsistent at those few sports that I have any ability at at all, golf and bowling (I know, they are really "games" but it's as close as I've ever come.)

I have problems with figuring out where my body ends (I've always had this problem, but it is really bad since I had a head injury in 1999) - but if I get tired I run into door frames with my right shoulder and will almost always misjudge where my hands are and end up with bruises from hitting the sides of desks . . .

I didn't learn to ride a bike until 6th grade, couldn't do any sort of gymnastics to save my life, and when I get really tired I feel like the whole world is either on a slant or the floor has suddenly turned into a trampoline . . .

I joke with the officers I work with that I couldn't pass the balance field sobriety tests stone cold sober!

hmmm.... I'm a klutz

I can almost walk down the road without tripping over my own feet.
Also, whenever I walk through a door, the doorframe moves sideways so I bump into it.

I'm really clumsy---> I can only use my left hand, because my right hand is almost useless. I scratch my feet or my arms and end up hurting them and kmaking them bleed, also my caligraphy is awful and I'm not good at crossing streets, a lot of times I've been about to be crashed, and my parents and younger siblings don't trust me in that aspect... (they always want me to give them my hand when crossing a street, and my brother is 11 and I'm 17!! !)

My athletic skills were so poor in grade school that I was placed in special ed gym class for junior high.

Football - Nope, couldn't catch, couldn't throw

Basketball - Nope, couldn't dribble, could never even get a lay-up to go down

Baseball - The bat in my hands was a lethal weapon

When I was little I tripped over a throw pillow in our living room and I walked with a limp for the next 18 months.

I learned to ride a bike in 1986, but for a while I could only do left turns.

When I was 11 in May 1991, I was riding my bike and hit a bump, I got jolted off my seat and I smashed my nads on the cross bar.

When I was 12 in August 1992 I hit a tree head on with my bike

When I was 13 June 1993 I hit a car head on with my bike. This was right in front of the house where one of my bullies lived to, and he happened to be outside playing basketball with friends. To my luck, none of them saw it.

When I was 14 in July 1994 I gave myself a concusion falling off my bike

I've broken toes on several ocassions by crashing into objects in our house.