From time to time we all find ourselves in conversations that we find uninteresting. It’s just that I can’t fake being interested as well as you can.
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24 January, 2017 at 12:34 pm
You can! It just takes practice 🙂 You look in people’s eyes and you just slightly grin. Not too much in case the story is supposed to be sad. Then you copy what they do. That’s what they want. It implies you feel exactly the same thing they feel.
24 January, 2017 at 12:53 pm
You’re joking right? I’ll consent to looking into people’s eyes if they consent to sip on a bowl of vomit at the same time.
25 January, 2017 at 1:42 am
Forehead. Nose. Chin. Or even ear. Or just keep jiggling your head around and occasionally muttering mm hmm. Little head nods mean you’re interested.
But try not to fidget. Concentrate on squishing your toes if you have to squish something. Nobody looks at toes.
25 January, 2017 at 2:39 am
Uhm, I don’t want to be rude, but what you are suggesting is known as “passing” – acting in such a way that you pass as being non-autistic. With more than sixty years practice behind me, I’m rather skilled at it, but it takes an enormous amount of concentration to do so. It only takes an hour or so of human interaction – far less if there are distractions such as noise or motion – and I simply don’t have the resources to carry on passing. Suggestions such as yours aren’t helpful.
What I need to be allowed to do is behave in a manner that is comfortable and not so exhausting for me, and for you to be comfortable with me doing so.
25 January, 2017 at 3:45 am
Certainly. I know about passing. Delete my previous comments and this one. I clearly misinterpreted your blog.
Because obviously I have never ever ever been bored when someone has spoken to me and not been able to hide it.