I was the dickhead once. I was invited to a Thanksgiving dinner to a family’s house I did not know until that night. My autistic ass really did not understand dinner manners at the time since no one had taught me. The cook asked me how the turkey was, and I was proud to authentically answer, “Dry.” They then told me to put gravy on it, and everyone started laughing. I thought they were laughing at me because I was too stupid to put gravy on the turkey. Nope. Now, I think they were laughing at me because I was too stupid to know to lie and say it was good, or perhaps they thought I was a bold person. Oops! 😆
I was the dickhead once. I was invited to a Thanksgiving dinner to a family’s house I did not know until that night. My autistic ass really did not understand dinner manners at the time since no one had taught me. The cook asked me how the turkey was, and I was proud to authentically answer, “Dry.” They then told me to put gravy on it, and everyone started laughing. I thought they were laughing at me because I was too stupid to put gravy on the turkey. Nope. Now, I think they were laughing at me because I was too stupid to know to lie and say it was good, or perhaps they thought I was a bold person. Oops! 😆
Happy autism acceptance month! 😀
Orrrr they might’ve laughed because they were thinking the same thing but couldn’t say it.