Whats your most recent ASD moment?

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Playng with the sit and spin toy made for three year olds ......I'm 15

I did the same my gym teacher asked about any allergies I said green tea....she meant things like pollen or grass since it was a spring class

A couple of colleagues were discussing having gym memberships today. I commented that I don't have a gym membership. One replied, "well, not everyone has the physique you have." I was unable to tell if that person was insulted or joking or what...

Waiting for the bus and I am sitting down reading my book and slipping pages and smelling it. I catch myself rocking back and forth and then stopping.

I think I had an ASD moment ast night in the pub (or it might be something else). When I was going, everyone was like, ''bye, see you later'', and one of them said, ''it was nice meeting you'', and I just could not get the words ''nice meeting you too'' out properly. They came out like, ''yer, nice to meeting....to meet you too'', and I laid awake most the night worrying if I had made myself sound daft. I have social phobia, which is fear of making yourself look stupid in social situations, so I think it was the AS that made my speech sound funny there, and the social phobia that made me worry about it.

When I started doing this, it made a huge difference to my social life. Before that, I just got angry or insulted whenever I got laughed at for silly little mistakes. Around age 14 I finally figured, "Forget it! I don't care! People can think what they want!" I had a period where I stopped reacting to people's laughter altogether. Soon after that, I started having an acceptance that, "Okay, yeah. It actually IS funny how I misunderstood that..." and I started laughing with people. It's annoying it took that long, but looking back on it, that's a normal age for such a sentiment to crop up.



That sounds normal and fun! I was staring at the stars last night, too (while crossing the street, of all places. At least nobody was driving by.) I was tempted to pull out my StarWalk app on my phone and see where all the planets were... but I settled with simply staring at Antares and thinking about how impressive red giants are...

Later on, as the crescent moon set, it had a beautiful red-orange hue. My boyfriend and I then started discussing what such a moon could be called (like "harvest moons" or "blue moons".)

Oh man. When I first moved to Miami I had such a culture shock from all the kiss-greetings. Here people normally only kiss on one cheek, but it's not limited to elders. Males only have to kiss females, but since I'm female, I'm expected to kiss EVERYBODY, both males and females. (So unfair! Why should I be given a higher rate of germ-transmission? ) It's not even limited to your friends, either. If one friend introduces me to their friend (who is, to me, a stranger), I'm still expected to do the hug/kiss cheek thing upon meeting them. This awkwardness is especially compounded by the realization that I don't even kiss my own family when I greet them after not seeing them for several months. So awkward... but I don't want to be taken as culturally insensitive.

Similarly, I was worried last time my boyfriend's mom (who is from Cuba) came to town. I was sick with a fever and on anti-biotics, so I hugged her but I refused to kiss her because I didn't want to make her sick (she's in her 70's, so I was especially anxious.) She kissed my cheek in spite of it, and I'm still left feeling confused and awkward because I don't know if I might've insulted her by refusing to kiss her. Is it really that strong of a cultural norm that they even kiss when they're sick? Is it insensitive of me to think that is unhygienic? I wouldn't want to shake the hand of someone that's been sneezing into it all day. Likewise, I wouldn't want to kiss someone that's been coughing all day! So I don't think it's that unreasonable... But then again, that's my Aspie thinking. NTs might prioritize somebody's emotion or culture above reasoned explanations... (Discounting, of course, the emotion I feel when placed in an uncomfortable situation or the emotion I might feel should I be the reason an elderly woman falls ill.)

Yesterday, my boyfriend and I were in an unfamiliar town, so we decided to look up local restaurants for lunch. I saw the menu for an Indian place online and figured it could be good. So we went there. When we got there, though, it turns out that the menu was only for dinnertime (which wouldn't be prepared for another two hours.) For lunch, there was no menu, only a buffet table full of unlabeled dishes. I had no idea what anything was. Although one of the employees attempted to help answer some questions I had (such as which items had dairy, since I don't eat dairy, and which ones were spicy and which were not), his explanations weren't very clear. In the end, I still had no idea what any of the dishes were called, what the ingredients were, and whether they might be too spicy for me (since I'm very sensitive to spice.) I couldn't handle it and had to leave. My boyfriend didn't understand what was such a big deal and was especially upset since I'm the one that chose the place, just to run away from it. I guess he just doesn't understand how important it is for me to know exactly what's in my food. I've been a diligent label-reader for over nine years, and it's especially important for me to know the ingredients if I have no idea what the food is. How in the world am I supposed to know if I will like something if I don't even know what's in it? I don't understand. Am I supposed to stand there and sample everything one-by-one, risking setting my tongue on fire with spice, just because some "genius" at the restaurant decided not to simply put name tags in front of the foods? That's ridiculous. We ended up leaving and going to a different place, but my boyfriend was still annoyed at me for it for the rest of lunch.

Actually, I'm remembering even more now!

Yesterday my boyfriend and I tried to call my old high school to get a copy of my transcripts. It was after hours (around 5pm), so I didn't expect anyone to pick up. Indeed, after the phone rang quite a bit, it went to a recorded message. My boyfriend let the recording talk for a few seconds, but I started to panic because I really, really, really, REALLY hate leaving messages! I asked him, "What are you doing?!" He said he was listening to the recording. I asked, "But why?! It's going to beep any second!" In a moment of panic I reached over and pressed the "End call" button. When he asked why I did that, I tried to explain how nervous the thought of leaving a message makes me, but I don't think he understands.

Also, on a lighter note (pun not intended!), when we went to Ikea earlier in the day, I got absolutely entranced by an LED light display. I saw it from across the room, walked up to it, and just stared at its beauty...

I was visiting an old friend I used to work with and he said that I had stolen his shirt. Apparently he meant it as a joke because he has the same shirt, but I started explaining how it couldn't be his. Another co worker said "He was kidding", though I totally missed that.

I was walking through a bookstore and came across a book by WWII general Rommel on infantry tactics and I couldn't pass it up.

Last week, my supervisor was very busy and needed to find the office card reader (SD Cards, etc). She asked me to go see if it was in the receptionists area up front. So, I go and look everywhere, but I don't find it...I only find a stash of my favorite sort of peppermints...the chewy kind! I came back to her desk to inform her that I did not find it...had looked everywhere, but fortunate for me I had found the chewy peppermints!! I was so excited!

Well, a few minutes later she gets a moment and goes to look up there once more. Well, she comes back in to where I was (our desks are right beside one another), and has this perplexed and sort of annoyed look on her face. She holds up the card reader and says, "Do you know where this was!?" I said, "No!". She said, "IT WAS IN THE CONTAINER WHERE THE CHEWY PEPPERMINTS ARE! YOU HAD TO REACH PAST IT TO GET A HANDFUL OF CANDY!" She then proceeds to laugh hysterically while I sat confused and bewildered at my aloofness.

I created a game which is telling the chemical element corresponding to the chemical symbols that are written on car plates. Try it yourselves!

License plate games are awesome.

We keep plastic garbage bags for use as garbage bags and so on, and I keep the organized in a particular way. I went to pull one out of the cabinet earlier today, and ended up pulling out half the bags we had along with it and re-sorted them because the last person to put bags away did it wrong. Argh.

Wow! I didn't know that this had anything to do with ASD! I am forever repeating things I have previously said to myself...

Also, in the car with my family today, my parents and my sister were joking around by misspelling words on purpose. I hate when people do that, so I asked them to stop. When my sister (teasingly) kept doing it, I curled up on my seat, plugged my ears with my fingers, and started humming to myself to block out the noise...