At the deli counter
Me: I want three slices of honey ham.
Clerk: How do you want it cut?
Huh? There’s more than one way to cut a ham. Really? What other ways are there? How many ways are there?
The deli clerk is standing next to the slicer waiting for my answer. I’m at a loss for an answer! Embarrassed totally! After a long pause, she points me to a chart on the counter glass.
Aha! A visual aide! Just what this autistic person needed! Upon seeing the chart, I saw what she meant.
If she had only asked, “How thick or thin do you want your ham sliced?”, I’d have been on board with her.
At least I didn’t go ahead and answer her question with “cut it with that slicer you’re standing next to”.
I was only at the deli as an errand for a family member. I avoid as much as possible in-person service at a bakery, deli, or meat counter. I avoid it to avoid such situations. If I need help while shopping, it has to be really important, I mean really important, before I ask for it.
I take what is said or asked literally. It’s just a slice of my Autism pie of traits. Some slices of this pie are delicious, and some are tough to swallow. But I do have to enjoy or cope with every slice.
Another example of walking into a verbal instruction “minefield” was a moment when someone simply asked me to “get the phone”. I interpreted that to mean to go over to the landline phone across the room and answer it. I did this even though I was bewildered since I hadn’t heard the phone ring. Hindsight is 20/20 vision and it still boggles my mind that I did do that instead of saying “I didn’t hear it ring” or something like that.
I looked back at the lady who wasn’t laughing at that point. She pointed at her cell phone. What did I do? Despite being puzzled since it wasn’t ringing either, I picked it up too and held it to my ear. I should have asked for clarity, but I was in panic mode!
That’s when she literally instructed me to “hand the cellphone to her”. Now if she had literally said that to begin with, I would have been on board with her.
Because I have a tendency to take what someone says literally, I obviously miss their true message. Sometimes they finally give up and give me the literal interpretation. Such as when my Mom says “we need to ….”. She really means “ME” instead of “we”. It took me a while to learn that when I moved in with my Mom a few years ago. Life got easier, though, when I did.