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I noticed this thread was missing, so here it goes.
Share your stories of witnessing Autists IRL and their autistic behaviors, at school, at work or game place.
I'll start off first.
This one's fresh as it happened yesterday.
Fräu H. is a teacher in a private school, and generally they have a dinner parents/students/teachers before Christmas.
So I went with her, and naturally sat in the hall with her class.
Halfway into dinner, here comes the autistic kid that has a crush of her.
First he literally snarls at me when she introduces me to him as her spouses.
But that quickly went away when he pulled out fucking Yu-Gi-Oh cards (I know that shit is old, but here in the post Soviet bloc things arrive 15 years later at least) and literally starts putting them down on the table.
Fräu H. must have been used to it, because she just rolled her eyes "Sped, we already talked about this. No cards in class" Sped: "But we aren't in class now" "But we are eating here" Sped: "We aren't in class"
He kepts insisting about it and explaining every single fucking card, what it does and how he uses it. It took 20 minutes to get him off our back.
Fräu H. teaches to the first classes, so you guess he'd be 13-14, right?
Nope, he's always held back even though his parents pay well, plus they enrolled him late, so he's freaking 19, almost 20.
Only in the eastern bloc, baby!
Share your stories of witnessing Autists IRL and their autistic behaviors, at school, at work or game place.
I'll start off first.
This one's fresh as it happened yesterday.
Fräu H. is a teacher in a private school, and generally they have a dinner parents/students/teachers before Christmas.
So I went with her, and naturally sat in the hall with her class.
Halfway into dinner, here comes the autistic kid that has a crush of her.
First he literally snarls at me when she introduces me to him as her spouses.
But that quickly went away when he pulled out fucking Yu-Gi-Oh cards (I know that shit is old, but here in the post Soviet bloc things arrive 15 years later at least) and literally starts putting them down on the table.
Fräu H. must have been used to it, because she just rolled her eyes "Sped, we already talked about this. No cards in class" Sped: "But we aren't in class now" "But we are eating here" Sped: "We aren't in class"
He kepts insisting about it and explaining every single fucking card, what it does and how he uses it. It took 20 minutes to get him off our back.
Fräu H. teaches to the first classes, so you guess he'd be 13-14, right?
Nope, he's always held back even though his parents pay well, plus they enrolled him late, so he's freaking 19, almost 20.
Only in the eastern bloc, baby!