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My mom was cleaning the living room and she asked me to pick up this dirty pile so I grabbed a broom and swept the dirt onto the dust pan and threw the dirt away. I put the broom and dustpan down. Then Mom told me I didn't pick up the other dirt piles and I told her she never told me to and she said she thought I would help her out by picking them up too.

I am not sure if this is an aspie moment but my mom came up to my room once while I was on the computer and she had cooked us dinner and served it. Mom came in my room and said "Thank you for the dinner" and I had an awkward pause and said "you're welcome" and then I said "Thanks" and mom laughed. She told me she is trying to teach me now to thank her for cooking us meals and I wouldn't even thank her as a kid until my brothers would thank her for her meals and then I would say "Yeah thank you" parroting them.

I am not sure if this was another aspie moment. My husband came home with some flowers a few years ago before our son was born. He shows them to me and I say "Put them in the vase." He never got me flowers again and got me chocolate bars instead or candy and I really show my enthusiasm but I didn't over flowers like most women would.

My husband told me I did this last year at Thanksgiving. Everyone was eating and I was done eating but I stayed at the table to be polite and it's rude to just get up and leave. They were talking about something that interested me and when the topic changed and my husband informed me we had moved on and not talking about it anymore, I said I was done and left the table. Everyone laughed and I said "did I do something wrong?" and my mom said "nothing, you're just cute" and I kept on walking away.

When I was a kid, I always kept going over to friends houses to play. I would ring their doorbell and ask if they can play, their parent or them would say no they can't. I would go home and come back later and ask again if they can come play and get the same answer again. Go home and play again and when I am finished with it, I go back and see if they can play now. Still got the same answer. I would eventually get told to not come back or to come back tomorrow or come back on a certain day. I think they told me this so I wouldn't come back and it worked until that day would come and then I would come back and I am sure they were just trying to avoid me and they were just being polite so they finally told me come back tomorrow or come back Saturday. I didn't pick up on it nor did I know it was wrong to keep coming back.

Colleague at work to me: There are loads of people and parties, you will love it!

Me to colleague (stepping back): Have you even met me?!

I kind of stare off into space and then people think I've died or fell asleep. It got to the point where a teacher called the nurse (She isn't allowed to touch students) and I snapped up and the students frantically told her that I was "awake" .

Another one I remember happened recently. One of my autistic friends lost his favorite pen, which he had happened to be using for an art project, and he ran around the school flapping his hands looking for it, until I found it for him. He laughed and ran around the school again out excitement.

I was just studying for my history final, and to reward myself for completing a section, I sorted some mahjong tiles by number. It worked; it kept me focused, and I didn't get overwhelmed by the amount of stuff I had to study. I'm gonna have to try that more often.

Some funny aspie moments from my childhood:

When I was elementary school aged, around 7 or 8 , my sister and I had dinner at my Dad's house.My parents divorced when we were babies. He made us pasta with fancy ingredients but we didn't want to eat it because it was unfamiliar. My sister said it looked like burnt rubber which it did not. When we were driving back to my mum's house my sister said she was going to tell my mum that daddy actually fed us burnt rubber as a joke. I was vehemently opposed to this idea and shouted at her not to do this. When we got in the house my sister told my mum that daddy had fed us burnt rubber and I shouted "no, that's not true! It's just a joke! It was pasta. We don't need our stomachs pumped!". My sister started bawling and saying "She ruined my joke". She was about 5 years old. I thought that my mum would believe my sister and since burnt rubber is poisonous (or so I supposed) and when people are poisoned they have to have their stomachs pumped , I imagined my mum would drive us to the hospital ASAP to pump out the burnt rubber.

When I was in second grade I ate my lunch in the first grade classroom because the older kids ate in the big lunch room which was too noisy and crowded and apparently "freaked me out". All my mum remembers is that it freaked me out and somehow it was arranged that I should eat with the first graders. I always threw out my school lunches. The lunchroom and the 1rst grade classroom smelled awful and I hated those slimy cold cut sandwiches with margarine or mayo on mushy wonder bread. One day I guess I decided to do the other students in the first grade classroom a favor and started going up to their desks , picking up their sandwiches and throwing them away. One of the kids screamed at me that that was her lunch and she wanted to eat it so I took it out of the garbage and gave it back to her but then proceeded to throw out other kids' lunches until the teacher saw and stopped me. I was sent to the office for lunch for awhile or maybe just for one day, which was much better but then somehow ended up back in the big lunch room eventually.

Another second grade moment: The kids were lining up to go somewhere, to French or Gym maybe, and waiting for the teacher to guide us down the hall. I had an unfortunate habit of telling other kids off for not following school rules. I kept telling the kids in line that they had to stand in single file and there was no talking in line. The teacher finally informed me that I mustn't talk and boss the other children around or be bossy because that was also against the rules or something to that effect.

Twisting cups on the ground or on the table as a 3 year old to see how long they would keep spinning after I twisted them.

It would of been normal if I done it once or twice a day, but I actually did it all day every minute, causing my parents to go straight through the roof and send me to the clinic where I got my diagnosis.

This was a recent incident but may be more along the lines of mild prosopagnosia.

I was attending a workshop at my son's school coverage ASD issues. The day's topic was "Challenging Behaviors."
I had friendly banter with the therapist giving the workshop, who sat 2 seats away from me at the round table.
It was a 2-hr workshop.
I asked many questions, had a lively discussion.

After the workshop was through and some parents mingled, a woman walks up to me and starts talking. I asked her whose parent she was. She corrected me and told me she was the one who gave the workshop. I was so embarrassed!

This one is a classic.
I met a neighbour. She smiled and asked "Hi. How are you doing?". Thoughts about what to answer raced in my head and everything, I could think of would need to be explained by something prior. Before I knew myself, I had started a longer explanation. Her eyes began flickering and she pointed to her watch, so I quickly answered: "Yeah, I know. You got the short version, bye".

I don´t know if it is an aspie thing, when you see and hear yourself react out of style in situations, - like saying godbye/leaving in a very formal manner after having had a relaxed chat with someone you know rather well, - about private stuff, weather or other.
It is like if someone "comes out" and do things out of style. I can suddenly fire off a "rough" remark, that I sure don´t think polite, and be surprised.
Very strange. It mostly happens, when I feel tense.

A couple of weeks ago my husband and I were cleaning up our garden outside our apartment complex. It was full of fallen leaves, weeds, just all the works. So, as he was digging up new places to plant, he asked me to "pick the leaves" in the compartment I was attending to.

And so I did.

I picked the leaves from the stems of the weeds.

About ten minutes later, he comes back, "Well, thanks for offering your assistance...but, when you get a chance, can you pick the leaves?"
I respond, "Oh, you mean you want me to pull the stems as well?"
He looks down and sees that I failed to understand that he meant for me to "pick up the fallen leaves," not literally "pick the leaves." After he explained to me directly what he wanted and after I explained how I interpreted his instructions, he spent the rest of the afternoon laughing his ass off in random intervals.

I could only smile and laugh at myself XD

A few weeks ago I went to walk into a small shop. Two old women were coming out, but as they were coming out, I didn't step aside and wait, I just kind of barged through. Then I heard one of them look at me and say, ''excuse me!!'' in an offended tone. I then realised that I should have waited for them because they were coming through the door first, but at the time I was lost in my own thoughts and although I still saw them coming out, I seemed to have just been tuned out for a few seconds. I was probably stressed about something, because usually when I'm feeling stressed about something in particular, I can seem quite ignorant to others. I can normally read social cues of others but when I'm extra stressed about something I sometimes do become ignorant to some social cues.

Star Trek is my current special interest. I am watching all Star Trek episodes. I have spent days doing nothing but watching Star Trek. I read Star Trek related physics( I know Star Trek is not real physics but there is a lot of detailed info on physics in the Star Trek universe) I look up Star Trek memes regularly and email ones I like to co-workers. I talk about Star Trek to people who like Star Trek, and some who don't I do a Star Trek RP with some co-workers who like Star Trek. I determined what departments at work would wear what color shirts based on what they do in each series. I created my own Star Trek memes. People whom I thought I wasn't talking to about Star Trek much have told me I talk about Star Trek a lot.

Then i took a face blindness test and failed to recognize Patrick Stewart aka Captain Picard (Star Trek)!

Just whenever someone says something facetiously and I'm like "Really?" or take them seriously, and they say, "No, not really" or "I was KIDDING!"

Also, last weekend, my folks and I were at a crowded restaurant with friends, and it was really humid, stuffy, and LOUD in there, and the group sitting behind us were laughing really loudly and obnoxiously, and I was overloaded, starving, and concerned about my dad cuz he was starting to get sick, and also about my stepmom cuz she was drinking again, and I felt like turning around and yelling at the group "QUIT LAUGHING LIKE A PACK OF HYENAS OR I'LL PUNCH YOU ALL IN THE FRICKLE-FRACKIN' FACE!" But, I contented myself with turning around giving them all a withering, haughty gaze and they didn't laugh that much after that.