Tag: words are hard
A real autism feel: Being able to express yourself better by typing/writing rather than words, but psychiatrist appointments and casual conversations require you to talk and thus not being able to really express yourself
I can see my words therefore I know them.
But speaking, speaking I do not know them or what they do.
im crying
a friend of mine forgot the word “lamp” once and said “light faucet”
I’m shaking from laughter. Yes, this is the right way to start a Friday morning.
I forgot the word fork. I was trying to find the world and explained it as ‘ like a pitchfork’ then immediately realized my mistake
Does anyone else have problems with processing what people tell you? My mum will tell me something and I listen to her but it doesn’t process. Mum said “I’m off out now like I told you” and I said “Wait what? You never told me”, Mum then got annoyed and said “Why do you never listen to me?? It really frustrates me!” I feel super guilty and try to explain but she doesn’t understand. However hard I try to process information it just doesn’t stay in. It’s not like when I’m told I remember, I just don’t remember ever being told that information. It’s so annoying!!
yeah thats super common for autism whether its a concurrent auditory processing issue or whether you dont LOOK like youre listening because we dont make eye contact because it muddies up processing. Very spicy autism thing.
Words are very hard to hold onto! It’s not just you!
I worked with toddlers and pre schoolers for three years. Sometimes I accidentally slip and tell a friend to say bye to an inanimate object (“say bye bus!”) & occasionally they unthinkingly just do it.
I’m glad there’s a teacher version of “accidentally called teacher ‘mom’”
when I worked at Medieval Times occasionally I would slip in real life and call people “my lord”
One time during family prayer, dad began: “our father who art in heaven, American Airlines, how can I help you?”
One time my dad went to the White Castle drive-thru and the lady (who was supposed to say ‘Welcome to White Castle, what’s your crave?’) asked, “Welcome to White Castle, what’s your problem?”
She apologized profusely while my dad proceeded to lose his shit laughing.
Yesterday I went to Wendy’s and the girl said “Welcome to McDonalds” and then just sighed
Somebody in the elevator asked me what floor I lived on, and I answered “please open your books to page eight”, and we just kind of stared at each other, blinking.
i work retail full time and my script gets frequently messy – ill ask the same question twice, or say “$2.60 is your total” while handing back their change, or say “how are you doing today?” instead of “have a good day!” like name it ive bungled it
but anyway, this lady came thru my line buying a book and the review on the front said: “few books are well written, fewer still are important, and this book manages to be both”
as i handed her the bag i was trying to say “thanks, youre all set” and instead my brain mashed up the review and i said “thanks, youre important”
there was this short pause in which i tried to figure out what the fuck id just said. she blinked and then said “oh thank you! youre important too!”
the real kicker was one of my coworkers. when i was relating this story later his response was “at least you said something NICE. last week i accidentally combined ‘youre welcome’ and ‘no problem’ into ‘youre a problem’”
one time, since I used to work as a daycare teacher with preschoolers, i was on my college campus in my gym, and someone was running in the weight room and tripped over a machine and fell, and instead of offering to help, I just stared and said, “This is why we use our walking feet.”
we both sat there for a while until the guy nodded and said, “yeah, okay, i should’ve done that.”
I used to work super early mornings stocking at A.C. Moore (5am, store doesn’t open till 9am) so my brain doesn’t always work when helping customers.
I help a lady and as I walk away I turn to tell her “If you have any questions, just ask” but it mixed with “it was no bother” and proceeded to tell her “If you have any questions don’t bother asking” I had to stop in my tracks and proceed to apologize as she started laughing at my confusion
This was my actual favorite part of working in a theater. People would come in and use a string of words no human had ever uttered and I’d have to be like “ohhhhkay let’s parse this out.”
When we had Moonlight:
Moonshine, Moonrise, Midnight, Nightlight, Nighttime, TwilightMy favorite in recent memory, though:
“The Big Sick” = “The Fat Bad”I’m reblogging this again because I remembered my absolute favorite moment this happened at my theatre.
These three elderly women came in and bought three tickets to Justice League. About 20 minutes later they come out of their theatre and ask “Didn’t we buy tickets to that Thurgood Marshall movie (it was simply titled “Marshall”)?“ These old old women believed that the movie about Thurgood Marshall was titled "Justice League.” Unfortunately it had already come and gone at out theatre so we refunded them but I still can’t get over it.
when I was a kid my mom had to intervene and make me stop saying “farewell” instead of “goodbye” because elderly relatives complained that it sounded like I expected them to die before I could see them again
people complain that my manner of writing is “stilted” and “pretentious” NOW but hooooly hell you should have seen it when I was a kid
I shit you not, the first line in one of my journals was “I am but a lass of nine years of age.”
hey Ship…..quick question…………..are you me?
I am but a lass of nine years of age.
Just remembering how I kept getting jumped on by my 4th grade teacher, because let’s just say her vocabulary left something to be desired. So she was quick to assume anything she didn’t understand must be coming from malicious intent, without bothering to check at all. (Not limited to language, of course, but that was definitely one repeated area of nasty assumptions.)
My mom actually ended up at the school multiple times, explaining words/phrasing to that woman. The situation would be funnier if children hadn’t been stuck dealing with someone like that five days a week. For all I know, she may still be teaching.
Shouldn’t really be necessary, but bringing it out of tags as a reminder: Just because I find something interesting enough in some way to post/reblog? That doesn’t mean that I endorse every view or choice of phrasing.
Also I may not, in that moment, have the spoons to comment or discuss something but want to save it as I do want to talk about it later.
Similar here. And if it goes into drafts here until i hopefully have the ability to comment? It’s increasingly unlikely to ever come out again.
I evidently still can’t talk about it much, and am not sure if I even should. But, my own recent unplanned mental health break was also prompted by getting triggered all to hell. In that case, by something someone I trusted about as far as I’m likely to said to me, when I was already close to the edge.
(And they had reason to know that–also that I do have a nasty combo of PTSD and OCD running in certain directions. With a history of that getting weaponized, for pretty much exponential triggering value there.)
No idea if it was at intentionally hurtful at all, and I’m not sure it matters that much in the end. Some different looking results from what someone else has been going through, but it wasn’t good.
And I’m not sure if it was a great idea to come back yet (if at all), with the way this site can be. Really feeling that right now.
Not sure how to wrap this up. Other than that I am very sorry anyone has been needing to deal with that kind of situation. As much as it seems to happen.
That part is mostly just too tedious to get a laugh out of 😉
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