You Might be an Aspie if...

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I first heard about it yesterday.

...NTs lack empathy for you but you're supposed to have tonnes of empathy for them

I am a native born middle aged American. But during my several decades of living in the US since birth I have NEVER EVER EVER EVER heard of "No Soap Radio" until Krafty posted about it here in this thread just now.

You Might be an Aspie if...

...you cannot derive the meaning of what was said from the context in which it was said (or vice-versa).

You've never been invited to a friend's hen do before.

You are an adult and your last birthday party was organised by your mother when you were 8.

You have hippie tendencies and you're allergic to mainstream society.

you were the only person in class excited about doing algebra

I still had a dummy bottle at 8...;she threw it away cause mum was worried it would make goofy

goofy anyway lol

...someone from where your place of work enjoys pulling pranks on you
and your boss does nothing about it.

You freak out with happiness when you see kids' summer toys in the Dollar Store.
You know, the colourful plastic stuff.

- sand buckets
- blow up rafts, kites, and pool toys
- whirly-woos (pinwheels)

You still feel like a kid.
You love them because of the smell of plastic (sensory).
You miss the smell of beaches and swimming pools.
You love all the colours.

You almost buy a pink and purple bug net and bug keeper toy for yourself.

Your partner bought you a bubble blowing kit for your birthday.

When you’ve never been invited to a bachelor party.

When you went to a high school with no prom.

When the teachers tell everyone to line up in ABC order at their high school graduation.
You realise you don't know anyone's name.
You don't even recognise anyone.
You have to ask for help to know where to stand.

When you went to your prom because your parents forced you,

but:

Students were asked to preselect their table groups ahead of time.
You didn't have any friends to join a table group.
You ended up being stuck at a table full of leftover people with no friends.
You didn't even know their names or recognise them.
They all seemed to know each other, but not you.

I never really understood that prom mattered to people more than any other sock hop, but let me tell you about the stag party I went to around age 50. We walked downtown to have drinks in a succession of pubs. We agreed that it would be OK to go to a topless bar, but I don't remember that happening, so it must have been pretty tame, or mis-timed. My limit is two beers, ( 4 US "beer") so I usually ordered a soft drink. This came free, as they assumed I was a designated driver. Then we all walked home, with nobody even weaving.

You recall stalking a cute boy with your camera, when you were 15.

(Whoops)

He looked soooo angry and annoyed with me in the photo.
I had no idea because I couldn't read his body language or expression.