Insane Memory and stories to match.

[JayD210]

One thing with us that’s extremely common is having an excellent memory.

I’ve mentioned before that I’m former Volunteer Search & Rescue having done 7 years and have been doing Security in varying roles almost 21 years. I get asked all the time if having what I have has made things different than with others in my field. Answer to that is no at all. Besides bringing some extra skill sets for the benefit of myself and the team, there’s no other aspect about me that have impacted things. The way I tell it to those is put simply. “I have Autism. Autism doesn’t have me”.

The next question from those who get introduced to being under my influence or leadership is one of curiosity about things I’ve seen in my years of doing what I do. The Memory Levels we on the Spectrum are known for makes for interesting times because the amount of things I’ve been through would give most people PTSD. But due to having a different mind, I was tested for but don’t have PTSD. How did I manage this? Two things. I compartmentalize and I inject humor. I’m a smartass to work with but am told that it makes coming to work fun for those around me. I use the stories of my experiences of my career to make things that much funnier for them and myself.

The number one question I get…..”What’s the most interesting thing you’ve experienced?”.
Easy. I’ve mentioned before that I used to live and work in Las Vegas. I was Armed VIP Transport for many of the High Rollers and Competitive Poker Players through much of 2010 and a portion of 2011. That said, I worked the Strip for the Resorts there. One night, I was on shift at 1:30 in the morning. I’m bouncing between the Security Office to let them know I’m there, Front Office for Paperwork, and the Armory to get issued my Sidearm. After all that, I swing over to the Main Entrance of the Resort to meet my teammate that night. He goes and gets something to eat. While he’s doing that, I observed two street performers in a fight. An Elvis Impersonator and a guy in a Mickey Mouse Costume. I called the main Security Team to come help, but I immediately go to break it up. Elvis Impersonator despite being drunk wised up and bounced out. Drunken Mickey Mouse thought it was a wise idea to turn around and try to swing at me next. I immediately grabbed him up, pinned him, and held him there until Security got there. Right as they arrived, Metro Police also arrive. I was asked if I wanted to press charges but I declined for one reason and one reason only. How on earth do you take the stand in Court and testify that you got swung at by the one guy nobody in their lifetime every suspects would assault them, and do so without laughing? If it’s a Drunken Mickey, there is no way in hell you can testify to that without laughing, so no, I wasn’t touching that. They took him to sober up and the next night, he was right back on the Strip.

Yes, you read that correctly. I got swung at by a Drunk Guy that was dressed up as Mickey Mouse. There went what I know about childhood right there. I crossed something off my Bucket List that I didn’t even know was on my Bucket List. Vegas after Midnight for you.

 

[Jumpinbare]

My longterm memory is phenomenal. My short term memory is abysmal. Abysmal to the point of maybe 50% of a typical day looking for something I was using minutes before.

As far as a way-back story, when I was around 5 (62 years ago), I dreamed that an uncle was visiting our house, and we were watching TV after supper. He pulled a pack of lifesaver candy out of his pocket and got one out for himself. Then he looked at me and asked if I wanted one. (In my family, us kids weren't allowed to have sweets between supper and bedtime.).

Knowing that I wasn't allowed candy, I told my uncle to wait a minute. I then got up and walked to my bedroom. I looked inside, and saw myself asleep in bed. I went back to my uncle and said it was okay to have a lifesaver because this was just a dream.

 

[tlc]

Same here, long term memory goes way back to when I was 2 or 3. I also remember dreams that I had when I was 5 or 6.

Short term memory, forget it, literally. I have routines and checks, so I don't forget important things like keys, wallet, etc. I do some things multiple times just to make sure I actually did them.

 

[NB79]

I think i have photographic memory, i can recall thoughts, details and events and other things most people wouldn't remember. However i think my 'normal' memory is a bit bad if that makes sense.

 

[JayD210]

When I was in Las Vegas, we had lots of things happen. This was during my Day Job as an Asset Protection Investigations Specialist that traveled a bit.

I was based in Las Vegas for this Job but traveled the country. When home, I’d help Stores do Blitzes where we’d saturate the Sales Floor with our marked guys at the doors, our Store APSs roaming, and us APISs roaming along with manning Cameras.
We’ve apprehended…….
•An off duty Sheriff’s Deputy from the next county over. Somehow he didn’t lose his job but he got demoted along with being chewed out so hard I was having flashbacks to when I was at Camp Pendleton in 2002 via Civil Air Patrol. I’ve been on the receiving end of the Drill Instructor Shark Attack.
•A District Court Judge’s Daughter. That one got the book tossed at her despite being 16. She straightened out and enlisted into the Marine Corps in 2012 where she’s been ever since. Last I’ve heard, she’s stated multiple times that they’ll have to force her to retire when the day comes.
•A US Air Force Airman in Uniform. Air Force Office of Special Investigations came crawling up our backsides for days after that. He caught an Other Than Honorable Discharge from the Military because of it. That’s when they hand you your benefits, boot you out, and tell you you’re not eligible to reenlist back in.
•Cop’s Kids. I’ve apprehended many of their Kids. It never ends well for those Kids.
•A Catholic Priest. That was interesting. He actually tried to bribe his way out. It was ridiculous.
•The Mayor of another City’s Cousin from who was visiting town. Metro PD took him like anyone else. We heard nothing more on that one until we got the notice that he pled guilty before it ever got to Court.
•A 93 Year Old who wanted to cross getting busted for shoplifting off his bucket list. We decided to play along for the full experience but didn’t charge him. We didn’t trespass him or anything. He passed away a month later and we got invited to attend his service which I was asked to attend by name.

That’s all just in Vegas. If you look at the other places I’ve been doing this work, it get much more plentiful and much crazier. Getting swung at by a Drunken Mickey Mouse though. That was the single most interesting moment of my career. The day I top that is the day I will wrap up and go into another field, but that hasn’t happened yet.

 

[Jumpinbare]

In my teens I got sneezed on by a Llama.

Also in my teen, while camping on the Appalachian Trail in Winter, an albino skunk got into the trail shelter we were using. The first guy who saw it was freaking out. The rest of us told him to ignore it. He finally calmed down when it headed away from him. A minute or two later, I felt it walking on my sleeping bag up to my chest. It walked in a circle like a dog or cat looking for a comfortable spot, then settled down curled up on my chest. We kept each other warm during the night. When I woke in the morning, there was no sign of the skunk.

 

[Outdated]

In my teens I got sneezed on by a Llama.

When I was living in the bush up north I woke up in the middle of the night needing a wee. While I stood in the yard relieving myself I looked up at the stars. A fruit bat flew overhead and crapped on me. All over my face and even in my mouth.

 

[Dagan]

I still remember being barely a year old, far back of a movie theater and sitting in someone's lap while watching Star Wars. I remember everything until falling asleep when Luke Skywalker was knocked out by the sandmen (looking for Ben).

 

[Jumpinbare]

When I was living in the bush up north I woke up in the middle of the night needing a wee. While I stood in the yard relieving myself I looked up at the stars. A fruit bat flew overhead and crapped on me. All over my face and even in my mouth.

That'll teach you! No more bladder emptying.