I work at a gym, which is a curious place for an Aspie to work. I am constantly having to go out of my comfort zone and attempt conversations with complete and total strangers.
My duties are as follows: cleaning, office work, and instructing new members on how to use the equipment. The cleaning is perfect for me because I, like most Aspies, have OCD. Some office work is like second nature to me. The filing, inputting data, and organizing are things that I enjoy. The alphabetizing and numbers are comforting to me. The public relations part of office work is unnerving. I have to be able to talk to anyone and everyone in person as well as over the phone. I have to give the right information for the questions asked. Instructing people on how to use the equipment is also difficult. These people I instruct are new to me. I haven’t had sufficient time to get to know them before I am jumping on a treadmill or elliptical and going through the steps of how to use it. I am entirely uncomfortable with having to wrap my arms around a body to measure the bust, waist, hips, arms, and legs of a person I just met.
With however uncomfortable or difficult my job is, I love it. I love the fact that I can clean to my hearts content. I love that I am the only one that files things, so no one has a chance to mess up the filing system I have set up. It calms me to clean equipment and reorganize the weights in the weight room. The repetitive nature of my job is wonderful for the nature of an Aspie. But what is it that I love most about my job? I love that the difficult parts of my job, having to do with people, is helping me to better myself. I can talk to a stranger more easily now than when I began this job 6 months ago. I have become better at coming up with conversation starters that people will most likely be able to relate to. My job is practice. It goes to show that the old saying, “Practice makes perfect” is indeed true.