Codename: Jackass

NEXT LEVEL CRINGE: when you're the only one at the urinal and someone comes in and picks the one right next to you.

Mispronouncing words when talking to others.

People who talk about things only they care about. People who continue trying to have a conversation long after I've made it clear thatI'm not invested. Strangers who try to start a conversation for no apparent reason. Seriously, leave me the fuck alone and let me be an aspie in peace.

Driving in Dallas.

Overly repetitive structures in music.

Being yelled at.

Related: being left alone with someone I've just met.

Being told what to do by someone who isn't a boss or parent.

When I pop a balloon.

Now I'm triggered.

Touching raw meat.

People talking amongst themselves in a quiet place.

Having grease on my fingers.

Wearing hats, watches, necklaces, lanyards. When boxer shorts bunch up.

Wearing gloves.

Pruny fingers.

When my hair isn't sitting the right way on my head and I can feel it.

When a police car gets behind me in traffic.

When people play their music on their phone in a public place.

The feeling of air moving across my skin.

When I touch something wet that shouldn't be wet.

Eye injuries, real or in movies. I have to look away when Uma Thurman steps on that chick's eyeball in Kill Bill.

Clothing tags against my skin.

This one time a woman I had never met pulled up next to my car while I was sitting in the convenience store parking lot. She looked at me for a minute and put her window down. I noticed she was drinking a beer. In the car. While driving. She asked me if I was single and wanted me to come with her. That made me pretty uncomfortable, tbh.

People in my personal space, but I think everyone hates that.