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I’d never guess » Blogging AS an Aspie
Matt has Asperger’s Syndrome (AS), an Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) and is writing this blog so that people can gain more of an insight into how people with the condition process thoughts, feel emotions, react to situations and generally handle life.

29 Jun 08 I’d never guess

I’m away at the minute, on ‘the circuit’ as its called, which means that I’m visiting a few different university open days over a short period of time (the ‘summer season’ of open days, as they get called). Now that’s not a bad thing, I really enjoy being away and being able to travel independently.

But, that’s not what this blog post is about. It’s about a night I had in a pub/restaurant next to the no-frills hotel that I stayed in on Friday night. As I’m on my own, it can get a bit boring, particularly after I’ve eaten and want to have a few more drinks. The good thing, however, is that the bar staff on duty were really friendly, fun-loving people.

As usual, I ended up flirting with one of the beautiful 18 year old lasses, and I must have taken up the last hour or so of her shift just talking generally and about us. Needless to say, I started off a bit drunk, but once I got talking properly, I thought that it would be better to start sobering up, I didn’t want to come across as some sleazy drunk trying it on; she had enough lads that had already tried.

We talked about being a student, where is good in the local city, what we like doing, and so on. And somehow, I ended up mentioning that I had Asperger’s Syndrome. Then, she shocked me: here was a stunning blonde, blue-eyed girl, only 18, with a clue about what Asperger’s Syndrome actually was. She didn’t say it, but her facial expression told me enough. As I asked her more, her first comment was “I’d never have guessed that you had that!”

Naturally, I was quite complimented by that. I learned that she knew a girl on her college course that has the same diagnosis, and the barmaid reflected on how ‘different’ she was. There was agreement when I said I had a “compulsive drive to socialise”. I was still quite pleased at her comments about not guessing I had AS, as it agrees with my views: that I can cope with socialising, going out, and so on…

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