Soup
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One fine day in NT land, an Aspie ran out of soup (the culinary equivalent of Armageddon!). Looking out of the window & seeing no neighbours lurking about, the Aspie leapt into her car & headed to the grocery store. She parked in the 'handicapped' slot right beside the entrance, suspended her vignette from the rear view mirror & exited her car, bag in hand, ready to get in, grab soup & get out. All of a sudden....
.... a silver jaguar pulled up & a woman whose hair matched her car jumped out & rushed up to her. the woman was gesticulating & speaking loudly in French (I'll put it into English here)
"What are you doing here? You can't BE here." The Aspie stood stone still in utter confusion. the woman repeated, "What are you doing here?!?"
"I want some soup." the Aspie truthfully replied.
"You can't park here!!! You must move your car immediately."
The Aspie was caught in a waking nightmare thinking: who is this person? What the hell is she talking about? WHY is she bugging me? The Aspie wheeled on her heels, did the Aspie head-hunched-into-shoulders thing & began moving towards the store. The crazy NT grabbed her arm albeit gently & said, "You are in a handicapped parking spot! You must move your vehicle NOW!"
That's when the Aspie had a minor melt-down; "TAKE YOUR HAND OFF OF ME! DON'T EVER TOUCH ME! This is my car & my vignette. I can park here whenever I damned well please now go away & leave me alone!!!
"Sorry, Mademoiselle! Your face looked so radiant that I couldn't tell you have a disability. You look fine!" sputtered the crazy woman.
"My FACE doesn't have a disability! Go away & leave me alone NOW!!!" the Aspie insisted.
You've probably guessed that I was the Aspie in question. What the heck kind of interaction was that? What had happened to me? What kind of a person was that? I've never seen her before or since. I really don't know what I had done or said to attract her attention or what the hell her problem was. Has anyone else ever experienced anything similar? What did you do? Should I have handled it differently?
.... a silver jaguar pulled up & a woman whose hair matched her car jumped out & rushed up to her. the woman was gesticulating & speaking loudly in French (I'll put it into English here)
"What are you doing here? You can't BE here." The Aspie stood stone still in utter confusion. the woman repeated, "What are you doing here?!?"
"I want some soup." the Aspie truthfully replied.
"You can't park here!!! You must move your car immediately."
The Aspie was caught in a waking nightmare thinking: who is this person? What the hell is she talking about? WHY is she bugging me? The Aspie wheeled on her heels, did the Aspie head-hunched-into-shoulders thing & began moving towards the store. The crazy NT grabbed her arm albeit gently & said, "You are in a handicapped parking spot! You must move your vehicle NOW!"
That's when the Aspie had a minor melt-down; "TAKE YOUR HAND OFF OF ME! DON'T EVER TOUCH ME! This is my car & my vignette. I can park here whenever I damned well please now go away & leave me alone!!!
"Sorry, Mademoiselle! Your face looked so radiant that I couldn't tell you have a disability. You look fine!" sputtered the crazy woman.
"My FACE doesn't have a disability! Go away & leave me alone NOW!!!" the Aspie insisted.
You've probably guessed that I was the Aspie in question. What the heck kind of interaction was that? What had happened to me? What kind of a person was that? I've never seen her before or since. I really don't know what I had done or said to attract her attention or what the hell her problem was. Has anyone else ever experienced anything similar? What did you do? Should I have handled it differently?