See my problem is I don't see normal people. I honestly don't see them at all. One of the things we used to have to do at work is get the names of people who order drinks in our store. And that was really frustrating for me because unless a person is exceptional in some manner I don't even fucken notice them. There's this woman, Wendy, who still comes in, one of the legion of short, middle aged women who come in the store and I frighten the living shit out of her because she was the first of her race that I could remember. It's like I'm all 'zomg it's wendy' and she's all 'holy christ keep on that side of the bar you weirdo'.
But she still comes in. I don't know what's up with that. I mentioned it to a customer once, that I can't tell the difference between all of them, sounding as psychotic as I possibly can, and he tells me 'OH! I have the problem too! You must have the same thing wrong with you as I do!' and damn was it hard to not run and hide right then. But it's true. I can't even see normal people. The people I notice are exceptional.


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I also like to fall off my scooter on vacation.
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