The most Aspie thing you ever did?

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16 yrs old c.1981/2. No internet then. The one time I'd been given the 'phone number of a girl I traced it down in the phone book just find out her last name & where she lived. That is I looked at all the phone numbers in the damn alphabetical 'phone book looking for a match so I could then see the name entered against it. Luckily her surname began with 'D' & I'd started from 'A' - yes I did find it & yes I would have gone through to 'Z' if necessary & yes I had certainly contemplated doing it a second time if unsuccessful the first. If that doesn't make me an Aspie I don't know what does.

Honest. I really enjoyed reading it. Thank you. It made me laugh.

When I was 14 I followed a group of girls around, desperate to be friends with them when all it did was make me look like a stupid weirdo.

I am not sure if it is an aspie thing to do or not, but it happened to me and it was kinda embarissing! Haha!

Ahh. Making oneself look like a stupid weirdo. Done that soooo many times in so many different ways. Desperate to have friends is such a big motivator.

I bought a PlayStation 4 just so I could play 2 games I was obsessed with (Bloodborne and Until Dawn).

I also went with a PC when my Mac stopped working and I had to replace it only because I wanted to play SCP: Containment Breach (which I believe is PC only).

I’m just a little obsessive, aren’t I?

When I was 7 or 8 I used to put my hands over my ears when coming out the assembly hall - not because of the hustle and bustle of 300 children, but because there was a really loud echoey bell in the hall that scared me when it rang. I didn't have any awareness of what anyone thought, but my brother got embarrassed to see that his sister was the only one doing it. I couldn't understand at the time why that bothered him so much, but when I got a little bit older I knew why that would embarrass him, because anything you do that nobody else is doing is considered embarrassing to NTs....wait, my brother was diagnosed with Asperger's this year so he isn't NT then.

When the fire alarms would go off at school (in college my first year, I had the misfortune of being in a dorm that had a reputation for people pulling the fire alarm for no reason - and someone even decided to do it at 4 in the morning, in December, the week before finals, and they wouldn’t let anyone back in until someone confessed to having pulled the alarm), I always wondered (and still wonder, for that matter) why I was always the only one covering their ears. It’s so loud I’m baffled by how it can not hurt even non-sensitive ears.

The *most* aspie? That's a hard one, but I can remember incidents from my teen years that were very aspie-like long before I was diagnosed:

Showed immense love for cartoons and drawing them. Got brutally teased about it. Mother and teachers tried to convince me I should have other interests. Thought it was a bunch of bull.

Said things that humiliated my parents, even as a teenager, and didn't understand why it bothered them so much. Asked why I was so different. They didn't know.

Would talk about cartoon characters (and sometimes video game characters) as if they were real people that I knew and didn't notice or care if other people were not interested. Of course, they could talk all they wanted about their interests that bored or annoyed me, so I had to fake it. My mother would growl at me a lot for this.

Wouldn't make eye contact and would usually play with my shoelaces or hair when people were talking to me. Although one time I noticed another girl who hated me for reasons she wouldn't tell me wouldn't look at me only after seeing us talk in a video.

Secondary school had buzzers and bells depending which part of it one was in. The bells were bad to try to walk past, but the buzzers were worse.
I would try to run past the areas they were in but was often told off for running. I hated the corridors full of lots of kids. They were ok if only one or two kids were in them, but some were soo claustrophobic when many children were walking through them! I used to pretend to be a car and do engine noises to cope so I did not have to think about the corridors as I went through them.

Fortunately my junior high and high school just had a tone that was much easier on the ears that they played over the intercom. I often would shut down during passing period, just going to my classes on “autopilot.” I always thought it was more like pinball because of all the bumping and shoving.

I hated bells at school. For the first two years of high school they didn't use the bells except for fire drills, and I was happy about that. But at the beginning of my third year, they decided to bring using bells back. Avoiding bells was very difficult at high school because it rang several times a day and you spent a lot of time in corridors changing classrooms or waiting about in corridors for the teacher. I used to stand away from the bell whenever I knew it was due to ring, but then the other kids kept asking why I wanted to stand on my own. It made me look so unsociable but I was too embarrassed to tell them that I was just afraid of the bell, because I knew they wouldn't understand and would tease me about it.
I remember one day my watch stopped and I panicked because I relied on my watch to know exactly when the bell was going to ring. I don't know how I made it through the school day that day.

I was just petrified of bells and I still am to this day. When I was 19 I got offered a job in a warehouse but I decided I hated it on my first day because there was a loud bell that rang each time there was a delivery, and the deliveries came at random times. So I had to quit the job, but I couldn't tell the job centre that I quit because I was afraid of a bell, so I had to make up a lie and say that I was being bullied and got driven out. Luckily they didn't look into it, and just told me to continue searching for another job.

Yep, I don't think I will ever like bells for as long as I live. I am just frightened by them and I often have dreams that I'm somewhere where I have to endure bells.

Given the name of this forum & all this talk of bells it brought to mind the story of the green children of Woolpit. Full details here : http://anomalyinfo.com/Stories/11351154 ... en-woolpit

In short, in the reign of King Stephan (1135-1154), a brother & sister were found near a pit, Woolpit, East Anglia England. They spoke a strange language, had strange clothes & green skin. The boy soon died but the girl lived , lost her green colour & learned English. Relevant point, when asked how they got there she said they originally live in a different land of perpetual twilight, where everyone was green. One 'day' she & her brother had heard bells , became entranced then found themselves near the pit. Anyone have green skin when they were younger ?

Well read this thread has certainly been a painful trip down memory lane .

I finally settled on mine. It was probably after I had stumbled on a description of AS but that was not a big help in understanding my behavior. This was in 1978 and I was living in an apartment with college friends.

I had been introduced a woman who was a close friend of some of my friends who I lived with. Her personality was roughly like Paige from Atypical . She was someone with serious social issues who's approach to anyone would seem confusing let alone an aspie. Her approach to me was wildly inappropriate, seeming to be more interested in criticizing me than meeting me. I suppose I had been described to her by one of our common friends as she seemed to know my weaknesses before she could have discovered them. This meeting is happening in the presence of our friends in a public place. I can only remember the common friends observing this social train wreck, not being helpful in any way. After she left, an NT friend in the group, who was also meeting her for the first time, made the only comment about her, confirming my view of her social inappropriateness. Understandably, this didn't spark any interest of her in me and left me confused as to whether she had any interest in me.

I never discussed this further with our common friends, as far as I can remember. A while later one of the common friends tells me that she is interested to joining us to watch the Superbowl football game on TV and that I should call her to arrange to pick her up and bring her to our apartment. I called her and although she was nicer on the phone than she had been in person, it still was fully apparent to me that she was interested in me. Somehow, with the lack of enthusiasm on both ends, we decided that she wouldn't come. My friends seemed shocked by this decision but didn't discuss it with me. I never saw her and heard about her again.

Don't know what the most Aspie thing I ever did would be, but one of the earliest was when my family had a birthday party for me as a child and invited some kids. When they started singing "Happy Birthday" I was so startled and confused that I ended up hiding under the table covering my ears and crying. The party had to be ended early and Mom was mad and asked me afterwards what was wrong with me. My defense was to furiously exclaim: "They were singing at me!"

All my 'most aspie stuff' has to do with stuff like this, trying to interact in an NT way and ending up looking like a 'stupid weirdo'. it just happened to me again, w/someone I had a really bad crush on. It ended up in a complete disaster. I am really tired of it, I think I am done. It's not anything I can put down how many times I have gone through stuff like this. But it always happens. My most Aspie thing is always trusting people and then finding out they don't even like me. More than once they have really not liked me but were pretending to like me just to make fun of me or just get me back for something I did that was ASD related that they thought I meant in a vindictive way when I didn't. Like prolonged revenge or something. I don't know why this is fun for people but some people enjoy it. It's weird. But it is so demoralizing to me to find out that it has happened to me AGAIN in my life. I have this huge blank area in my mind where I just can't see stuff. I know a lot of people disagree with the theory of mind stuff but that makes more sense to me than anything. I am so far off base about what is going on in other people's heads and what makes them do what they do. I really care but I just can't ever get it right.