I had an interesting sequence of events last week that opened my eyes to the formula that is the subject of this post.
A week ago Sunday I had an interesting debate with Rob over movie etiquette. In his eyes one can't go to a movie by themselves. I thought this weird because a movie is a solitary experience and bringing along a group of friends, in my eyes, is just a recipie for having others around you constantly saying, "shhh!"
This debate raged on for a good hour as I could not understand it. Rob informed me that at the last movie he had attended someone came in alone and all those around Rob were whisperng, "Wow, what a weirdo. Who goes to a movie alone?" I don't know if I fully believe those comments to that extent because I have been to many movies by myself and never once had people looking at me or whispering about me (that I know of.)
Later that week while I was traveling in the Southwest part of Missouri I was craving The Olive Garden's manicotti. I mean seriously craving it to the point that I could smell it, taste it, and the only thing that would satisfy my hunger would be to devour it. There was one slight porblem though, I don't go to sit down restaraunts alone.
Sit down restaraunts are a social setting. It takes a brave soul to go into one alone and I am not that brave soul. Certainly, in my mind, people wonder, "Who goes to a sit down restaraunt alone?"
I debated and debated and a couple times I walked to my car and looked across the street to The Olive Garden but I retreated each time. Going to a restaraunt that isn't fast food is just not permitted.
Let's introduce my math statement now. The title of this entry is, "My Rules > Your Rules" and this is 100% accurate as my rules are greater than yours. In fact, your rules may seem silly to me because anyone can go to a movie by one's self, but I wouldn't dare enter a restaurant by myself.
To come to my rule conclusions I use simple logic. A movie is a dark place and talking is frowned upon. I have never seen a movie that I felt a shared experience with those around me. I have heard people say this, that a movie is a shared experience and perhaps being on the autism spectrum prevents this for me. Nonetheless the movie is fair game to go alone.
A restaurant is a social environment. If I go alone I see it as proving to the world that I am an isolationist. I am not so I don't want to make this statement. I did once go to the Olive Garden alone and the hostess sat me in the middle of the room. The geographical center! My eyes had no respite from the peering eyes of those wondering if my date had canceled, or if I simply was a loner. It was the most stressed filled meal I ever had and one I will never attempt again!
I think for someone not on the spectrum there could be a sense of understanding between each person's rules. I, along with other people on the spectrum I'm sure, have a hard time understanding your logic or reasoning. I tried and tried and tried to get Rob to understand that going to a movie solo is something that indicates nothing about one's social status, but he disagreed adamantly furthering my intensity of debate. You see, my rules are the right rules so why would anyone want to be wrong. My rules state being wrong is, well, wrong and who would want to be wrong?