The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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I sent in the test, pretty sure I passed. I just wrote, everytime they asked what I saw in that ink blot, stuff.
I still think it was the Virgin Mary and road kill, oh well.

well, it will prove interesting to the test interpreter.
why are you taking this test, postie?



i once answered a rorschach test blot with "it looks like a mexican bullfighter strangling his girlfriend/senorita with a guitar string" and the student-trainee went and got their supervisor. i should SO not mess with people's heads like that. had a hell of a time talking my way back out of it.

Yeah well, the Blessed Virgin was flexing her muscles, while praying over the road kill. But that was reading the black and white parts together, they haven't got that far yet. I'll wait. I do confess, I like the white parts, think I'll go to hell for that? I hear there's an opening, in Chuck's front yard. I'd like to decorate that opening with lawn ornaments, been thinking about what would look good. Might even make Better Homes and Gardens cover.

Nan and whomever else has jobs. . even you CC since you aren't THAT retired yet. . .

I am having an issue at work. The woman that sits directly across from me for the past year, that only a suspended clip board thingie is between her face and mine, that woman I will call Karla Karlson delighted in making fun of me and aping me behind my back. One day I turned around as she was doing it and asked her if that made her feel good, to which she said "yes, sometimes".

ok, the lady that sits to my left. . every day for the last year and a half, knows about my AS. . .has a sister's brother's nephew with it and was happy to learn about it and be a resource for her sister's brother's uncle what ever. . .I asked her to keep it mum about me, just because. Let's call her Sherry Burnett. I got reassurances from Sherry that she would not tell anyone. . especially not Karla! months pass. . .

Well, Sherry Burnett's husband got fired (not let go. . fired!) and she burst into tears and I asked her what was wrong and Sherry Burnett told me her husband was fired. Other people were instantly concerned at Sherry's tearful running out of the room and so I told them that Sherry's husband got fired and she was upset. Karla Karlson jumped up and ran out of the room too, coming back and getting right in my face about me telling others 'her personal business'. She forcefully told me I was out of line for spreading rumors and that I was attacking Sherry's husband with my careless blathering as anyone that might had wanted to hire Sherry's husband wouldn't now, because I had told people he had been fired, that this was a small Valley and word would get around and wasn't I ashamed??????? I was listening to all of this, and remember asking myself while it was happening "why is she talking to me like I was a child, or a half wit?".

I had the presence of mind to ask Karla if Sherry had sent her to talk to me and she said yes. That struck me as odd, as Sherry knows that Karla can not abide me, and never talks to me ~never!~

So, all the brouhaha calmed down, and Sherry told everyone that her husband got fired and Sherry wanted me to know she was just upset and hoped I understood . (Understood WHAT?? that I got reamed by her attack dog?)

And now Sherry and Karla are bestest of friends. . .they take spin classes and walk. . and now Karla's erstwhile suitor has popped the question ( they have been living together for 4 years and we have suffered through birthdays and relationship anniversaries and Valentine's Days with no proposal of marriage) and they are going to have an engagement party that the whole team is going to. . .
but they didn't invite me.

ok
that's the back story

What bothers me is all of a sudden, this OTHER person we will call C.W. has invited me to salad at a local (nice) Pizza place. Nice invite, I don't mind her or having salad after work, after all it is a payday. anyway, and this is just as exhausting to type out as it is to EXPERIENCE. . .anyway

So. . I think that this is Sherry's way of feeling better because she did not and could not invite me to the team party for Karla's engagement. And, to salve her feelings because she had Karla come down heavy on me for telling people why she was upset but feels like an ass because SHE KNOWS SHE TOLD KARLA ABOUT MY ASPERGER'S SYNDROME and she is eaten up with remorse.
( she is a preacher's kid and goes to a Big Charismatic Church )

Now I don't mind going to salad, and I don't mind missing the engagement party.
This time last year there was a team party for my training class that I was UNINVITED to. I dislike being in this position.

I find I am sad that they didn't think they could invite me and I would have declined and all would have been well.

boy it is hot in here it was 110F today. . .


Merle

I'm sorry you had to go through that, Merle. It always stings when co-workers pull sh**t like that, especially when it doesn't even make sense. And when they have functions and leave you out, even if you didn't care to attend, it still bites.

Alright, alright, I confess. I've got both of them tied up in my dungeon. I used my invisibility skills to lure them away...

By the way, my avatar vanished about a month ago. Turns out when I visited my profile page, there was a message telling me that my signature was too long. When I shortened it, back came my avatar!

Nan Nan NAN!! ! I'm not, I'm screwing with heads, trying to do a funny. Now if they actually send ink blot tests home, I have never heard of it. Don't make me put your brain back in, you wouldn't like it.

Now what I'm about to write is the truth and I will so state it. Just a little story of me being bored today.
I'll be back in a few minutes

JUBILATION T. CORNPONE


When we fought the Yankees and annihilation was near,
Who was there to lead the charge that took us safe to the rear?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
Old "Toot your own horn - pone."
Jubilation T. Cornpone, a man who knew no fear!

When we almost had 'em but the issue still was in doubt,
Who suggested the retreat that turned it into a rout?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
Old "Tattered and torn - pone."
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he kept us hidin' out!

With our ammunition gone and faced with utter defeat,
Who was it that burned the crops and left us nothing to eat?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
Old "September Morn - pone."
Jubilation T. Cornpone, the pants blown off his seat!

HURRAY!

When it seemed like our brave boys would keep on fighting for months,
Who took pity on them and ca-pit-u-lated at once?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone; Unshaven and shorn - pone.
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he weren't nobody's dunce!

Who went re-con-noiter-ing to flank the enemy's rear,
Circled through the piney woods, and disappeared for a year?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
Old "Treat 'em with scorn - pone."
Jubilation T. Cornpone, the missing mountaineer!

Who became so famous with a reputation so great,
That he ran for president and didn't carry a state?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
Old "Wouldn't be sworn - pone."
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he made the country wait!

Stonewall Jackson got his name by standing firm in the fray.
Who was known to all his men as good ol' "Paper Mache?"
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
*****
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he really saved the day!

REPRISE ( FINALE ):

Though he's gone to his reward, his mighty torch is still lit.
First in war. First in peace. First to holler, "I quit!"
Jubilation T. Cornpone;
*****
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he really saved the day!

MOVIE VERSES:

History says that General Grant was pretty good with a jug,
Who went drink for drink with him and wound up under the rug?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
Passed out until morn - pone.
Jubilation T. Cornpone, his whiskers in his mug!

Hearing that a Northern spy had come to town for the night,
Who gained entrance to her room and lost the glorious fight?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
Old "Weary and worn - pone."
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he fought all through the night!

There at Appomatox Lee and Grant were present, of course.
As Lee swept a tear away, who swept the back of his horse?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone;
*****
Jubilation T. Cornpone, a picture of remorse!

True story, about 6 hours ago. Setting Vets Admin councilor session.

He decides I need to understand about personal space and he is telling a story to me. My wife is sitting next to me, very striaght in her chair. I'm next to her with a, by then empty, Pepsi can in my hand. So while he explians this expirment of how they would stand face to face and move towards each other till it became uncomforable, in college I'm up to no good and no one see's it. What he was trying to do was explain personal space and it's effects on people. I sized up where he was going with it, the end result and was tired of listening to this type of thing over and over again only to say at the end, I know that. So this is happening while he's talking. I moved my pepsi can about 2 feet from my wife, semi subtle, but obvious. Left it there for a couple 5-10 seconds. Moved it again about a foot away from her. All this time I'm slotched in my chair watching him and my arm with the can appears to be resting on the arm of my chair and I wait. The Wife leans in her chair, a way from me. I had invaded her space. So mean while he gets to the end of his story and I told him what just happened. Actually I interupted it just as she leaned. Just me being bored and controling. People think I lie when I say I can make people almost hate me and they don't know why,even if I have never spoken a word to them. I was like that in school too. Bored sh*tless, so I entertianed myself. Never siad I was a nice guy.

urk! i haven't had one of those in years, thankfully. sorry to hear you've gone through it!

it was 100F here.

i avoid talking to people at work about anything except work. although i do let them talk about themselves. i NEVER give out personal information to anyone unless i know them well enough that i feel i can trust them. nobody at work officially knows i'm an aspie, but there are people who are known a.d.d., etc., so i'd probably be ok if it was known. but, since i can do my job ok, there's no reason to spread it around. there's too many medieval thinkers out there.

i desperately avoid the "let's go to lunch" things. the only way i'll go is if the boss is taking the entire office out and it would be a tremendous faux pas for me to not go. folks know to not even invite me, because i'll politely decline. i try to keep work as "work" and never, repeat NEVER socialize with anyone from work during non-work hours. if folks start gossiping while i'm around, i remove myself with an "i think i hear my phone ringing" or otherwise make myself scarce.

so far, over the last few years, it's worked quite well. i compartmentalize them, i think they're a little unsure of my retaliatory capabilities, and i keep it that way. it really does help emotional survival to keep work "professional" and keep personal business far away from it.

still stinks what happened to you, though. what a b@@ch!

There is a dialog in the movie that I love. Daisy Mae comes up to Marry'n Sam and tells him she plum wore out, nearly 16?, past her prime and not married. (Diasy Mae, is Al Caps version of "built like a brick sh*t house") Marry'n eyes her from head to toe and says, Daisy what you got left over, is more then most start out with. I use that little story more then a few times, when making a point.

Quoting Hartzofspace:

If you want wild bird to sing do not put him in cage.

So - Just how DO you get wild bird to sing? What if I feed it?

I swear something is up with this site. I just now saw all that went on before I went into my bull s**t.

Hartz I saw you post else where this week, I saw, I just didn't know what to say and am sooo pleased you're on the up. You sure sound it.

Merle I swear, kiddo, it's a damn good thing we don't live close, I'd be kicken NT butt on your behalf. Man I hate that kind of thing.

I saw some post on the main site header, something about an Aspie Service Dog. I figure I have one. His name is Ike, he probably wieghs about 150 pounds + and not full grown. I walk down the street and others cross the street. I think he would be considered a "personal space" dog. I wonder if that would get him in the grocery store when I have to do it.

Quoting Merle:

The horror of it all is still fresh in my mind. In fact, I posted in the jobs & work place area after reading about the plight of some young guy was experiencing some problems that sounded very much like the kinds of things I had to endure. It was very hard for me to recount my experience, and it was only a sliver of the dreadful experiences I had at work. I have to find the letter one of my managers wrote to and about me that she just pulled out of her wicked little hat one day and knocked me for a loop. And I had a co worker in a different department that was so much like the one you describe who set her attack dog on you. They usually work in pairs and get all kinds of recognition and rewards for their devious walys, also known as team spirit and congeniality. If I find the letter, I'll share it. Her evil remarks about me, clearly diagnose me as an Aspie.

When faced with the obvious, look elsewhere.