Whats your most recent ASD moment?

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I'm still trying to figure out why it's okay for someone to walk into a classroom and start shouting out to the students, as if nothing important could already be going on in there. Why is it wrong for the teacher to stop the person who's doing that or for the teacher to be annoyed about the whole thing? I just don't get it. Maybe I'm having an ASD moment right now, trying to understand! Am I missing something here? Why is it not rude to interrupt but rude to interrupt the interrupter? Seems to me, if the administrative assistant were doing their job right, they'd have some sense about how to deal with the fact that a class is in session when they walk in. I can't imagine behaving that way myself and getting away with it.

You know, you have my sympathy, xRaeFae!

Now, if they'd knocked, come in, said excuse me, and addressed you, as the teacher, to say what they were there for, then I could see having to be nice about it. I'd be upset if I'd come in quietly and politely, acknowledged the teacher, and still gotten yelled at. But that's not what you're describing, is it?

sitting in centrelink and listening to my music, getting really agitated at the growing possibility that my plans will be ruined because of the long wait time and swinging my legs whilst rocking. two stims at the same time. it got really vigorous as time went on.

I had a mini-meltdown at work because I got upset over an email that I received.

Unfortunately, I brooded about it on the bus ride home tonight, and I've been in shutdown mode ever since.

i had a minimeltdown when in traffic i was stuck behind one of those passive/aggressive slowpokes who drove 10 miles per hour under the limit and slowed down to a crawl at each freeway merge point, causing many close calls with speeding cars coming up behind, and i finally laid on my horn at the bastard- when the road finally split into two lanes he suddenly sped up to try to keep me from passing him but he underestimated the heaviness of my angry right foot on the gas pedal, and i left that no goodnick back in the dust. i just don't understand why people have to be passive/aggressive like that.

Not sure if these are ASD moments or not but are still social errors I have been making a lot lately:-

I said ''I don't like Polish people much'' in front of someone who's parents are Polish, and I knew she was part-Polish so there was no excuse for me to say it, I guess I wasn't thinking, now I feel bad and hope she didn't take it personally.

(Similar to the situation above) I called small children ''brats'' in front of someone who has a small child, and I knew she had a small child, again I hope she didn't take it personally.

I glared at someone for staring at me hard, and I was lucky I didn't say ''what?!'' - because later that day I found out that she was a friend of my mum's who recognised me but I didn't recognise her (due to being lost in my own world and sensitive to being stared at by people who I'm not sure if I know or not)

i had a malfunction of perception today when i was at the depot, and i realized about 1 minute after my initial incorrect assumption that i was wrong, but i had already commented so i was stuck with having to "back pedal" my way out of the situation.

"back pedaling"is useless because there is no gear train involved when one back pedals, so it is a useless term.

anyway, i was in the tea room and there is a little TV there, and the news was on, and a story came on about a young woman who was killed in a car accident somewhere in sydney, and the reporter on location said " the woman was driving this mangled wreckage" and i said "you wouldn't think that that wreckage could be driven at all!. no wonder she crashed!"

my comment was roundly admonished, and i was considered very heartless (even though my skin is pink).
i learned that it was a wreckage after she crashed and blah blah blah and i really should not have bothered commenting.

I am reading these stories and it's unreal how I've done almost ALL of these things all my life! But before I tell my most recent ones, I have to say this before I forget and because reading it got me so mad and in agreement:
MindWithoutWalls....I know!! ! I am always being interrupted. Doesn't matter where I am...friend's house, a party (few and far between) or at work. I first noticed it around 25 years ago. I had been letting it happen and not even noticing it for my whole life. Then one day it hit me square in the face that someone had blatantly interrupted a conversation I was already having. The person didn't say excuse me or at least wait til I was finished. It was like I wasn't even there! So one day I decided to do an experiment and play the same game and see what would happen. I couldn't bring myself to interrupt a conversation. What's the deal there? Are most people just brought up lately with no manners or am I just overly sensitive? Usually if I need to talk to someone and they are already talking with someone else, I'll stand there like a jerk waiting my turn. After like a whole minute, I'll realize how stupid I look and walk away....ugggh.

OK...most recent ASD moments: Today at lunch. I went out with 4 other women from work and couldn't stay with the cacophony and eventually tuned out and went into my own little bubble. They were asking me a question and I didn't hear it 'til like their 4th try. Not too embarrassing.
A couple of weeks ago we had a Happy Hour at work on a Friday afternoon. One woman I worked with had 3 beers and she was going to walk home. I offered to drive her home and she declined. I did the usual "Are ya sure, I don't mind." She again declined. Then like 20 minutes later I'm leaving and I went to say goodbye to her. By then she was talking to her boss, the CEO of the company. Again I said to her "Are you sure?" She looked mortified. So as I walked away, I heard the CEO say to her "What was that about?" She told him "I had 3 beers and she wanted to drive me home." So nice goin', now her boss knows she had 3 beers and couldn't drive home. Brilliant.

I noticed a new driver at work also had a Ron Paul sticker on the back of his delivery car. I used this as an opportunity to say "Hi" and a conversation ensued. Within the course of about 5 minutes I had connected: the US banking system, communist China, Karl Marx's ideas on industrialization and the institution of communism, Ford Motor Company, GAZ and Stalin's first purge (where 15,000 US citizens were murdered and it was covered up). Did I mention this was the first time I had spoken to him?

It would be this one.

i was passing a bush that looked really fluffy and smelt fragrant and i just walked up to it and started hugging it and stoking it with my arms and hands and burying my face in it and brushing my face with it in front of people.

My most recent ASP moment was today, when I hurt myself twice within 10 seconds. Bent my thumbnail back on one end of the fish tank while making a quick move, and then banged my other hand on the other side when I made another quick move.

i met the owner of my most valued shop today, and he extended his hand when he greeted me and i did not know what to do. i have no idea about his habits or his level of attention to hygiene, but i nevertheless allowed him to grasp my hand and shake my arm (after a few seconds of emergency contemplation).

i left the situation thinking that he found me to be inconsistent with his impressions of me.
that is not what i want.

My aunt visited over the weekend. I stopped by my sister's house to see her there. I got interrupted so many times in the conversation that I mostly gave up on talking. I don't think anyone noticed, especially since I still managed a sentence or two from time to time. My girlfriend was with me for part of my visiting. She fared even less well, not getting out more than a few words. I kept trying to make space in the conversation to include her, but I was unsuccessful, because I was doing so badly myself. I felt bad for both of us.

Today I'm listening to my new favorite song on repeat and catching up on things, now that I'm back online again. My life is in disarray after having been out of town for a while, and it will take quite some time before I can slowly rebuild my routines and have the house in order. It's overwhelming, so I can only do a little at a time. By the time I've worked it all out, we'll probably be having a house guest again for several weeks, so things will be disrupted again.

on Saturday night, my friend was having some bands play at his house. He asked me to come over a few minutes early to help set up, so I went over, and it turned out some other friends of his that I'd never met were there. I never have any idea how to act in group social situations, so I ended up feeling so awkward that I left before the show even started and was too anxious to go back and see the bands play.

I want to say it was spending most of my night at work obsessing over the design of a subwoofer box to fit the back hatch area of my Geo while not taking up too much space. (It helps when you have a job that gives you plenty of time to think and be alone.) Then again, I also did a few data dumps today too so it's difficult to say...