But I have seen wolverines in the wild. Twice.
I'm powerfully average in some ways. I work in IT. I wear medium t-shirts and pants with a 32" waist. I find pot roast and potatoes immensely satisfying. I have a shoe shine kit. I go to the gym frequently enough to not be a fat ass, but not so often I actually look like it. I ride the train to work; I read the Economist. I smile at children. I am the 30 something white eveyrman.
What makes me rare: I have a soothing baritone that encourages people to take my words as fact, even when they're clearly not. If it's a task I have any ability for, I can learn very quickly. It makes me good at jobs. I saved a friend from drowning. A few jobs back, I cost an employer well over six figures and they didn't fire me. The second best vindaloo I've ever had is one I made.
I recently moved back to New York after being in places I like far less for the last two years. This is home.