Me, parking lot security: Do you have any ID on you today
Person I just found keying someone’s car: I’m sorry I’m autistic
Me: Cool, me too. So a driver’s license, regional ID, anything…?
Person, now crying: I can’t get in trouble I have an anxiety disorder can I just go I have really bad anxiety
Me: Yeah me too, I feel you. But you see the car’s owner will need information to file for insurance so again if I can get your name
Person: I literally have anxiety so bad I can’t do this
Me: Listen I’m not a cop, I can’t force you to stick around, but if you do wanna help with this and you’re not gonna run then eventually someone will need to know what your name is. Can you take a few deep breaths with me
Person: (crying harder) please I’m literally autistic
Me:
Me: So again I am also autistic










