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I'm not being rude, mean or condescending, I have aspergers.
2015-12-29 18:08:37 Post No. 25336318
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I'm not being rude, mean or condescending, I have aspergers.
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2015-12-29 18:08:37
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OK, so we're seen millions of posts about "dropping your spaghetti" due to your social anxiety, shyness and autism, but does anyone else have issues with these characteristics making you appear condescending and aggressive to people? LIke you're really just uncomfortable, but to them you look like a stuck up douche?
Here's a good example that happened yesterday: I went into safeway to buy a cold beverage. The cashier says enthusiastically "How's it going." I manage to choke out "hi" meekly while staring straight ahead emotionlessly. After looking at the screen to check the price dropping after I scan my club card, I briefly glance at him as I turn my head back to pay with credit card. He hands my my receipt and says "Happy new year, asshole." It was clearly what he said, though in a low volume voice, and he could just deny it if I asked him "What?" or complained to someone. Being diagnosed with Aspergers and experiencing awkward situations all the time because of my inability to nonverbally reciprocate body language, nothing phazes my anymore, jimmies were 0% rustled. Just got me thinking about how clerks are probably judging me all the time because my autistic demeanour presents itself like I'm looking down upon the lowly wagecuck serving me. Even when I try to feign normalcy by saying "fine how are you" it comes off in a robotic condescending tone. Perhaps this is just because I'm terrible at lying and faking emotions. I don't give a fuck about you, just shut up and take my money, don't get smart with me and try to make some mundane chit chat based on the script your boss posted, and don't judge me because my face isn't emoting, or assume anything I do is about you. You should all be replaced with machines so I won't have to deal with your shit. Makes me want to go out my my way to shop at places that have self-checkout, and use cash instead of credit card so the cashier doesn't know my name.