R3K
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I work at a drug store that has an ice cream concession stand built in, and was serving customers when a man and his 7 or 8 year old daughter came up. I rarely see kids with SA, but having been one myself I can spot one easily. He was saying even before they got to the counter—you have to order it yourself, I’m not gonna order it for you… and by looking at her appearance/demeanor and all that, how she was hanging behind him and being all shyish, I could tell she was quite social phobic.
Anyway, the man orders his ice cream and when we get to her she’s still too shy to say anything, and he says to me—sorry she’s not like this all the time, she talks a lot at home… I said—don’t worry, I was the same way when I was her age (still am, actually)… Then he procedes to the threatening stage, telling her if she doesn’t order her ice cream in 2 seconds then she doesn’t get anything. And I’m thinking, wow this guy has no clue what his daughter’s going through. I already knew what flavor she wanted cause I heard her whispering it to her dad to order for her, but he wouldn’t offically let the order be “sent” to me, which put me in an awkward position.
Finally I leaned over the counter and looked her in the eye and said with as nice a smile as I could—what flavor would you like, I bet it’s Chocolate Malted Krunch huh?... and she nodded then I proceded to give her the ice cream.
I wanted to lecture the clueless father on the condition her daughter potentially had though, tell him to go google or webmd social anxiety disorder or something. I know I always wanted to know what was wrong with me when I was a kid, wanted my parents to know too so they would stop bluntly thrusting me into socially anxious situations. But then I thought, would it even help if I educated him on it? What if he went into denial mode, or just scoffed it as something insignificant?
Seems like children with SA are screwed when it comes to getting their parents apprised of their condition. I spent ten years beating it into my dad’s head with articles printed on the internet, showing him videos, even books before he finally acknowledged that I wasn’t making it all up. I wish SA had been discovered when I was a kid and someone would have noticed it in me and suggested to my parents that I had it. If nothing else it would have erased that constant alien-ness I felt all the time, knowing that there was a name for it and possibly cures. Maybe I should have said something to the girl's father?
Anyway, just an interesting story I thought I’d share. First time starting a post, yay!
Anyway, the man orders his ice cream and when we get to her she’s still too shy to say anything, and he says to me—sorry she’s not like this all the time, she talks a lot at home… I said—don’t worry, I was the same way when I was her age (still am, actually)… Then he procedes to the threatening stage, telling her if she doesn’t order her ice cream in 2 seconds then she doesn’t get anything. And I’m thinking, wow this guy has no clue what his daughter’s going through. I already knew what flavor she wanted cause I heard her whispering it to her dad to order for her, but he wouldn’t offically let the order be “sent” to me, which put me in an awkward position.
Finally I leaned over the counter and looked her in the eye and said with as nice a smile as I could—what flavor would you like, I bet it’s Chocolate Malted Krunch huh?... and she nodded then I proceded to give her the ice cream.
I wanted to lecture the clueless father on the condition her daughter potentially had though, tell him to go google or webmd social anxiety disorder or something. I know I always wanted to know what was wrong with me when I was a kid, wanted my parents to know too so they would stop bluntly thrusting me into socially anxious situations. But then I thought, would it even help if I educated him on it? What if he went into denial mode, or just scoffed it as something insignificant?
Seems like children with SA are screwed when it comes to getting their parents apprised of their condition. I spent ten years beating it into my dad’s head with articles printed on the internet, showing him videos, even books before he finally acknowledged that I wasn’t making it all up. I wish SA had been discovered when I was a kid and someone would have noticed it in me and suggested to my parents that I had it. If nothing else it would have erased that constant alien-ness I felt all the time, knowing that there was a name for it and possibly cures. Maybe I should have said something to the girl's father?
Anyway, just an interesting story I thought I’d share. First time starting a post, yay!
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