Whats your most recent ASD moment?

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Yesterday, a boy i was babysitting wanted to play a game where you draw an expression and the other person has to guess what it is. I was absolutely hopeless at both thinking of a face to draw (apart from the obvious happy/sad) and guessing his faces.

Reading this book explaining NT behaviour: http://afieldguidetoearthlings.com/ and thinking: "Huhhhh?".
Really eye-opening so far. I thought my knowledge of general psychology and 25+ years of observing NT behaviour and interaction had yielded good results, but this info is great.
Great, but kind off way beyond me in a way I had not anticipated.

Feel kinda stupid not getting the thinking behind how NT's in the book act.
I always just looked at the outside, never imaging their interal wiring and process is so different.
Then again, I didn't have the diagnosis until recently and never heard of the common ASD pitfall of asuming everyone thinks (as logically) like I do!

lavieestbelle: are you being sarcastic or not?
Because I can't tell. But it seems a little condescending to me...

This one isn't recent, but one I remember. When I was younger, I was living with a friend of mine, and we lived right beside her parents. We both worked at the same place and had to share a car. We were both working on this day, and she took her lunch (right around suppertime) and came back and said "Watch out, it's like World War 3 there." I understood this, her parents were having a bad argument. I went home to have lunch and went to the parents' house to eat (as per usual) and it was really tense there. Something got said to me, don't remember what, now...but I blurted out "Yeah, Kim said it was World War 3 going on." Her mom just ran out of the room crying, and I was wishing the floor would open an swallow me. That's something that I'm very bad at, blurting out stuff that's been said that shouldn't be repeated, but I speak so much without thinking. I've always gotten myself into trouble with stuff like that.

As I just started at the start of this topic thread - I am caught on the initial post - it never occurred to me that you are not supposed to list all of your allergies when asked - could it not be that there is a common property between allergens - categorically speaking - so if I am allergic to food A I may be allergic to ointment B which has the same compounds as A? I really thought they want to know for that reason - but maybe not? Did you ask the dentist? I think I am going to ask next time - are people supposed to specifically list the things that they are allergic to that are related to dentistry at the dentist? I am glad you brought this up. I always have trouble with the question of allergies because people and/or forms don't usually specify 'known' allergies - which would be better specified as 'to the best of your knowledge' ... . I may be allergic to something and I don't know it yet. I have had hives that I have been unable to account for, and allergies can arise at any point in life - you need an initial exposure, at least, to develop an allergy to my understanding, and allergies apparently occur according to a thresh hold of exposure. And allergic reactions can vary, so I may not recognize that I am allergic. I guess I can say, 'I don't know' - but I never feel settled answering a question without a specifier. Even then, the answer is contingent on an allergic reaction I might have that I hadn't previously experienced or recognized as such which in turn will mean that my answer was incorrect - and I end up with a miserable identified allergic reaction as well. I really don't like being asked if I am allergic to anything immediately followed by exposure to a potential allergen. It is hard on the nerves.

LM

Context, context, context. I answer the question asked, if it isn't asked in context then it's not going be answered in context. This can lead to "foot in mouth" syndrome or just general confusion sometimes. I believe it's really a more efficient form of data relay.

My best example would be when I was in 6th grade. I was doing makeup work out in the hallway and another kid said to me, "Hey, did you know we're moving?" I began to explain that technically when you consider that the earth orbits on its axis and revolves around the sun that we were in fact moving regardless of sitting perfectly still in our chairs... he meant his family was moving to another house.

I went shopping with my mum, who picked up a pair of shorts and asked me "what do you think the 'large' means?"
I replied "size."
Apparently she meant dimensions. Oops!

When I called the Income Supports office to ask a question about my benefits....

Social worker: "What's your file number?"

Me : "That's a very good question."

... It was all I could think to say; I hadn't even known that I had a file number.

I was told to serve up "a couple" meatballs on my niece's dinner plate. I gave her two. My mom added a third. "A couple" equals "two" as far as I'm concerned.

Also, I don't know if this is AS related or what, but I've been dealing with on-and-off anxiety all night. I don't know what the precise trigger is, but I suspect it has something to do with the fact that we moved into our new office at work today. It's super-bright--lots of natural light plus lots of fluorescent light, and most of the fixtures are white--and it's an open floorplan office (we have some partitions between workspaces, but they're low enough to be useless). I took my laptop and worked from the relatively-quiet-and-more-softly-lit lounge area most of the day. I have a hard time functioning in open offices, I have a hard time functioning in cubicles...maybe it's about time I just accept the fact that I am simply not made to work in an office...

I was called out on my stimming by a friend tonight. I was sitting in a chair, hugging my laptop for extra pressure and rocking back and forth. I stopped, but it felt so good that I started doing it again!

i was a little stressed(but not overly) about the group work presentation today and i got to class early and sat down outside it in the foyer i suppose and plugged myself into my ipod and started rocking. i fell into some kind of blackhole and there was nothing outside of the music and the movement and my breathing and when i came out of it i was 17minutes late and i hadnt noticed that 12minutes prior to that my partner had texted me asking me where i was and before that i hadnt noticed that people around me had all disappeared into the classroom. i fail at life.
after class he asked me where i was and i was like outside the classroom and he was like why? me: um... ummmmm... ummmmmmmm...

always thinking on my feet.

I was babysitting the other night and the mum asked me to be there "just before 7", which made me really stressed because i didn't know whether that meant about 6.50pm or if that was too early (didn't want to turn up if she wasn't expecting me) or 6.55/6.57pm, or if that would make her late. I arrived at 6.55pm which seemed to be OK (she didn't say I was late) but still not sure when I should have got there- maybe I was late and she didn't want to say?

barfed on the first days of class this semester.
Yesterday and today, two different class schedules for mwf and t/th classes. So two packs of nervous anxiety, new environment, and "introduce yourself to the class and tell us about yourself."

Happens every semester or school year since I was a kid. I'm 40 now.

I have a good handle on it and can talk to people and interact, since I had no choice as I was growing up but to do it. But, the overload is a bit much when there's a whole day of it. So, I wind up getting massive tension headaches and puking to release the tension.

Nearly having a meltdown over my lunch.

OK, here's the deal: I'm in the marching band at college. I had to move in to my dorm about a week earlier than everyone else because of band camp. And apparently, the band fraternity (Kappa Kappa Psi) and sorority (Tau Beta Sigma) feed us lunch and dinner. Well, today, they served us pizza and by the time I got to grab my slices, I saw some people grab what I thought were the last two slices of pepperoni. Since I won't eat any other type of pizza, I wasn't really willing to make the twenty minute hike from the school of music to my dorm, make my lunch, eat it, and make that hike back to the school of music. So I thought, "If I have to skip lunch, so be it." And did I mention that the dance team was watching this near-meltdown from a college sophomore?

I turn around, and there were two more slices of pepperoni, which no one else was reaching for. Those were the last two. I was happy, and no one in the dance team seemed to care if they were (they were more interested in the cheese and sausage pizzas).