20th August. Quite High Functioning - Thank You Very Much.

Created a trailer load of rubble today and when Mrs J. gave me a cup of tea I continued reading about Asbergers Syndrome and the general spectrum of Autism.

Course the teenage years are the hardest, relating to groups proves the most difficult, typically the A.S. person prefers constructional pastimes and normally goes through a series of obsessions and is interested chiefly in mechanics, Physics, maths, anything that can be 'understood'.

In adulthood if they're bright enough they may find a specialist niche possibly in the world of Academia where their oddness by coincidence is usually tolerated.

Failing that they can end up depressed by feeling apart from the norm or may find a solitary occupation such as working at height combined with rubble creation.

The telephone presents particular difficulties (I'm sorry did I get you out of bed?) (No I always sound like this).

Often they will marry outside of their own ethinicity, where their social ineptness is less obvious.

The main problem is finding the rules that govern such things as chit-chat.

There are a couple of manuals I haven't found yet -'The Layman's Guide to Everyday Intonation.'

and 'Eye Contact - Suggested Timings (UK)'

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Whether a person I work with is diagnosed with A.S. or not remains to be seen, but s/he displays ALL of the classic signs.

Can be utterly intolerable to work with. Usually is, actually.

I can put up with a lot, but some of the odd social habits aren't simply odd, they're downright annoying.

Intrusiveness, nosiness, paranoia (are they talking about me?), the odd need to drone on about stuff that no one else cares about. The inability to understand standard social cues that others are not interested. Poor physical boundaries (get your genitals off of my shoulder). I could go on. Really.

If you have A.S., I don't mean to offend. Tis what tis here. Doesn't mean tis what tis there...

The Editor said...

Hi there,

I don't think I'm as mental as That.

Trouble is once people get to know me they just think of me as me, the same way I think of them as them.

It's a bit like saying "She's a bit overweight but she's a really nice person." - just to kind of prime someone else for their expected first impression.

It's unlikely people would say "He's a nice guy, but he's black," these days.

Either he's nice or a pain in the arse.

It's interesting though if the AS makes you a pain in the arse then is it just an excuse?

He's a pain in the arse - but he's got AS.