Aspie Revelation (cough cough)
22 May 10 by jeff
I have made a discovery I need to share with my brother (or sister) working Aspies.
It has always made me cross when people come to work sick. Not so much because I seem to catch every cold that’s offered to me - though I do - but it’s just a selfish thing to do.
Sure, I can understand not wanting to spend a hard-earned Vacation Day sitting at home with a nasty cold, when you could save it for a time when the sun is bright and the birds are singing. But it usually results in me having to waste my precious PTO being sick, and holidays at my desk instead of with my family. How fair is that?
But, most of all, it aggravates my Aspie sense of Right and Wrong. Everybody knows you don’t go to work and infect your workmates! Right?
Of course they do. So, why do I hear a wave of hacking coughs and sneezes echoing across the call center? And why do I get so many blank looks when I complain? And why does it seem so “Ok” with the vanishing pool of uninfected co-workers? Well, I finally figured it out after all these decades: they don’t really mean it!
Everyone says it’s bad to share contagion. But it isn’t sincere. It’s much more important that you are where they expect you to be: at work. And I always suspected that. But that isn’t my revelation. That’s rather typical for folks that spend so little time thinking things through. Here’s my real discovery:
Sharing an illness is a form of social interaction!
Sharing a cold is one more way that people reaffirm their identity as a tribe. They come to work expecting an increased degree of social inclusion, and they get it. The group spends large amounts of tine discussing who had it first, how bad is it going to be, how long should it go on, and did it get to your lungs like it did mine. It isn’t frowned upon as a danger to the herd, it’s regarded as a thing to be shared and treasured like a gift to the group identity.
And, if you really want to be the center of all this love, be the guy who has a stash of extra strong cough drops. Or the go-to person for aspirin. Or mint tea.
I went to work sick this last week. Just because i was feeling vindictive. Hacking and wheezing and sneezing like gangbusters. Guess what. Tomorrow I move to a seat right in the heart of the room. Invited there! Lots of people looking forward to me being there! No more sitting at the periphery, all alone, no one to talk to. I’ve had lovely conversations about sinuses and choking in the night, and now I’m part of the Group. For now. And I saved a week of Vacation Days!
I’m thinking of catching this new strain of vaccine-resistant mumps that’s going around. That should get me promoted!
Jeff
Edit - 23 May 2010 21:52: It just occurred to me that some folks might need to be told that I’m not really intending to catch the mumps. In fact, the unlikeliness of me doing that was meant to underscore how strange I found the willingness of others to accept shared illness.