I think people need to use the word sincere more when talking about autistic people. Blunt, straightforward, taking things literally, those words don’t always work to describe how autistic people express themselves. But in my experience, it’s always sincere.
i love this, one of my favourite things about my autistic friends is that i can really rely on them to tell me the truth about how they feel and what they want/need, and that i can depend on their sincerity!
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seeing this made me feel like i just got a letter informing me of my own death
Have y’all tried marrying people you like?
imagine opening the newspaper over your morning coffee and the first article is a piece by your wife about how much she fucking hates you
Everyone knows that on Uber/Lyft you should always give the driver five stars unless they, like, drive the car into the ocean or something, right? You can’t say “the ride was fine, nothing special, so I gave them three stars,” because the company will punish them for being anything less than perfect.
Well, you should know that the same rule goes for any kind of customer service survey. Unless the service you received was unacceptable, give them 5/5 or 10/10 or whatever. It’s annoying, because it ruins the sensitivity of the survey, but it’s how it’s gotta be. 9/10 gets treated like a problem and 6/10 gets treated like a disaster. Understand this and do the workers a favor by grading easy.
Unpopular opinion but an adult still living at home with their birth family doesn’t owe you an explanation for why they’re living there.
It could be an illness/disability they have that’s not fully visible. Maybe they want to be around to care for their aging parents. Maybe the rents in their area are so disgustingly, astronomically high that it really doesn’t make sense for them to move out. Maybe they just don’t trust strangers enough to move into shared accommodation. No matter what it is, it’s not your business.
Maybe they actually have good parents who have consistently provided them with a loving, supportive and stable home life & they want them there. I feel like a lot of this backlash against ppl who still live with their parents are alot of ppl just projecting bc staying with their parents past 18 wasn’t even an option
if your reaction to literally every single action movie with a major female character is “wow it’s so great that they made her kick ass while still being pretty and feminine” maybe consider whether the dreaded gruff manly butch female action hero you’re so sick of seeing in the media actually exists
Admitting my star sign was a mistake.
“Oh, so that’s why you are they way you are. You’re two fire signs ruled over by water!”
Pretty sure it’s just the ADHD.
A fun thing to do whenever someone asks you your sign is to lie about your birthday. It still means listening to them attempt to explain your entire personality badly for a few minutes, but then you can undercut them as soon as it gets too annoying.
So, for a while I was doing mailroom/account followup work for a nonprofit, and on my firt day there, one of the ladies, “Debbie” asked me when my Birthday was. Assuming she was planning office Birthday parties, I told her.
The next day she came in with my ENTIRE star chart with personality tropes, life advice, predicitons for my future and so on. Now, I don’t go in for Astrology but I can tell when someone is making a well-meaning gesture and I can say “Thank you” and shut up.
Especially because I told her the Wrong Birthday.
See, my birthday is in the middle of a cluster of a whole bunch of family birthdays and growing up I used to have to share my Birthday with my older cousins and while that’s not really a big deal (even fun if you’re older) it kinda sucks when you’re five and none of your cousins share your interests.
So mom made a deal with me: We’d celebrate my “Un-Birthday” in January, when nobody else in the family has a birthday or anything else, and the “real” birthday would be my Cousin’s. I got my own birthday and they got a second party and it was fun.
As I got older, I just started using my Un-Birthday for everything except paperwork, becuase January is boring and bereft of holidays except the one that’s really part of Xmas these days. On paperwork, I put my real one, but I’ve been celebrating my birthday in the wrong month for over 25 years now, and didn’t think about it when she asked, and told her my Un-Birthday.
And for a few weeks everything was fine.
But Debbie had a RIVAL.
Another woman in the office “Sharon” was also big into Astrology and was convinced Debbie was Doing It Wrong, so when she was going over payroll, she saw my Legal Birthday, realized Debbie had filled out the chart wrong, and then proceded to drag Debbie on the company facebook group, and a bunch of astrology groups they were both in.
I found out when I came in three days later from a long weekend and Debbie burst into tears and sobbed “HOW COULD YOU LIE TO MEEEEEE???”
After an extremely garbled recounting by our coworkers, a talk with my manager about “Hey yeah I don’t think it’s Legal for Sharon to take my name and date of birth from Payroll and put it all over facebook?”, the manager had a talk about “I know you are all over 50 but this is NOT WHAT THE COMPANY FACEBOOK IS FOR”, Sharon was ‘removed from the premesis’ and I finally got to sit down with Debbie.
I explained the slip-up and how I sort of have two birthdays and think of the January Birthday is my “Real” one.
Debie looked up from where she’d been sobbing into her tissue all morning, realization dawning on her less like the illumination of the sun and more like a baby sea turtle headed in the wrong direction because of light Pollution.
“Oh!” She said “You’re TRANS-ZODIAC! You might have been born as an Aries, but you’re really a Capricorn!”
As someone who’s been hit by a minivan and gotten a minor skull fracture from it, I’m pretty sure hearing that sentence gave me more brain damage.
“Sure Debbie.”
Hot take but fat people don’t need to work out to justify their fatness. I’m tired of people reacting to fatphobia with comments about a person’s physical activity. As well-meaning as they may be, saying things like “this person works out so clearly they aren’t unhealthy” reinforces the idea that fatphobia is acceptable if a person doesn’t meet certain expectations. A person’s health is none of your business. A person’s physical activity is none of your business. If a fat person enjoys working out, that’s wonderful but still none of your business. If a fat person doesn’t work out (say it with me) it’s none of your business.
Fat people should be able to live and exist in their own bodies with out constant judgement.
If a fat person is not healthy it’s none of your business, and they deserve respect and to live peacefully, without having to justify their existence
If a fat person is not healthy and somehow it’s entirely tied to their being fat (it’s quite the assumption but let’s imagine it for the sake of argument), it’s none of your business, and they deserve respect and to live peacefully, without having to justify their existence







