Sunday, August 9, 2009
Rainman and Hurricanes: A Spin Cycle Production
The Spin Cycle this week is to post your WORST post. Hmm.
I’m sure I have worse than the one I am going to post, but the thought of going through my own archives more thoroughly in an effort to find my worst writing is not exactly making me want to do it.
This one caught my eye because it might be the worst in terms of being non PC.
Especially considering what I do for a living.
Anyways, here we go…
True Story, I don't even NEED to exaggerate. From September 2008
I rented the movie Mozart and the Whale while my sister was here. The movie is about a couple who both have Asperger’s Syndrome and is loosely based on a true story. I was especially interested as I have had several students with either Asperger’s or autism in my classes over the years. This year I have two.
So I watch the movie with my sister and my 19 year old daughter. We really enjoyed it, and afterwards we’re talking along the lines of topics loosely connected with the movie. I’m sharing about the two students I have this year, and how although they don’t socialize a lot with the other students, they totally connect with each other. After class, they have lunch in my room. They talk like crazy and actually look each other in the eye, something they do not do when they talk to me. They like to hang out in my room because kids can be assholes and my student was getting teased and his mom asked if he could get a pass from me to eat inside my classroom.
My daughter (who works at a coffee house by the University) has been politely listening and chimes in.
Daughter: We have a lot of half-way houses for mental health by my work.
Me: Oh. ?
Daughter: Yeah. There’s this one guy who comes in three times a day for diet coke. I think he has autism.
Sister: Oh…. Really….
Daughter: Yeah. Like after he orders his diet coke. While I’m getting it. He stands there at the register the whole time and goes, “Can I have a diet COKE please? Can I have a diet COKE please?” He says it the entire time I make his soda.
Sister: That does sound like Rainman. Remember that movie with Dustin Hoffman and Tom Cruise?
Daughter (not done with story): Yeah. That customer. Yesterday he was saying his “Can I have a diet COKE please. Can I have a diet COKE please?” And then when I gave him his soda, he was, like, looking down, he kinda always looks down, and says, “I like your shoes.”
Me: Well, that’s nice.
Daughter: Yeah. Then he looks up at me and says, “I have a woman’s SHOE fetish.”
A nicer than-usual-for-a-weekday-cab sprays out of mine and my sister's noses and we choke on what is left in our throats.
Daughter: Yeah. I know it’s probably not his fault, but it made me really uncomfortable, so I turned bright red and walked into the kitchen and asked the baker to take his money. The whole time, he was like, “I’m SORry, I’m SORry, I’m SORry. He stays about an hour, drinking his soda. About every fifteen minutes, he’d shout, “I’m SORry.”
Me (trying to stem my un-PC laughter): The poor guy.
Daughter raises eyebrow.
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In other news, Hurricane Felicia is still heading this way. She is supposed to hit cooler waters and tradewinds that will bring her down to a tropical storm by the time she arrives. We have been busy getting all our hurricane supplies ready just in case. All that is left to do is make sure Teen Boy does not go out surfing... Meanwhile yesterday and today have been beautiful, one would never guess that a hurricane is bearing down on us.
Click on the sunset in the sidebar for a treat of a post.