Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Social problems associated with Autism
Because of their Autism, my eldest son Nathan had a tendency to scream when he entered new or unfamiliar places.
It was just one of his ism's and he couldn't seem to help himself.
One day, I took him to the local dairy queen.
This is a small town in North Dakota of approx 1200 people.
The place maybe had about 10-15 customers in it.
Anyway, I took Nathan in to get him an icecream as a treat and he made a little yell of excitement.
The lady at the counter (and I use the word lady loosely) who was also the assistant manager said loudly "Oh, I thought that was a dog".
That wasn't enough for her.
She then called to another couple of ladies (once again used loosely) and asked them if my son had sounded like a dog.
I was absolutely floored.
In hindsight, I wish I had leapt across the counter and punched the troll out.
But, Nathan was looking forward to his icecream so I purchased it and we left not to return for the longest time.
My husband is friends with the owner and he was made aware of her behaviour as were many other of my friends.
Now when we go in there, the boys no longer yell and she does her best to kiss our asses.
It was just one of his ism's and he couldn't seem to help himself.
One day, I took him to the local dairy queen.
This is a small town in North Dakota of approx 1200 people.
The place maybe had about 10-15 customers in it.
Anyway, I took Nathan in to get him an icecream as a treat and he made a little yell of excitement.
The lady at the counter (and I use the word lady loosely) who was also the assistant manager said loudly "Oh, I thought that was a dog".
That wasn't enough for her.
She then called to another couple of ladies (once again used loosely) and asked them if my son had sounded like a dog.
I was absolutely floored.
In hindsight, I wish I had leapt across the counter and punched the troll out.
But, Nathan was looking forward to his icecream so I purchased it and we left not to return for the longest time.
My husband is friends with the owner and he was made aware of her behaviour as were many other of my friends.
Now when we go in there, the boys no longer yell and she does her best to kiss our asses.
# posted by donna mason @ 5:28 AM 
