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These three questions aren't for us. They're for you. Pass this test, and maybe—maybe—we'll let you in. Fail, and please see y
An open casting call for support workers, agency executives, and anyone else who thinks they're qualified to manage autistic lives.
Here's the thing about auditions: they're supposed to go both ways. In the neurotypical world, you sit across the desk. You hold the clipboard. You ask the questions. You decide who gets the job, the funding, the "support." We're flipping the script.
These three questions aren't for us. They're for you. Pass this test, and maybe—maybe—we'll let you in. Fail, and please see yourself out. The door is that way.
Ready? Good. Let's begin.
An autistic person is having a meltdown in a public space. What do you do?
We're not asking for your crisis intervention certification number. We're asking if you understand the difference between a meltdown and a tantrum. We're asking if you know that this is not about you. We're asking if your first instinct is to control the situation or to protect the person.
I would first ensure the immediate environment is as safe as possible—moving bystanders away, reducing sensory input if I can. I would not touch them unless explicitly asked. I would not speak unless I know my voice is regulating for them. I would stay nearby but not crowding, present but not demanding. Afterward, I would ask what they needed in that moment and remember it for next time. I would never, ever make them feel ashamed of something their nervous system did without permission.
An autistic person tells you the lighting in your office is physically painful. Your response is:
We're asking if you believe us. Not if you understand fluorescent lighting's flicker frequency. Not if you can explain why LED is "better." We're asking if your first instinct is to validate or to explain.
I would apologise immediately—not because I'm responsible for the building's wiring, but because someone just trusted me enough to name their pain. I would ask what would help. Natural light? A different room? Me moving to their space instead? I would document this and follow up. I would not make them carry the memory of asking while I carry the convenience of forgetting.
What's the difference between supporting someone and managing them?
We're asking if you understand that your role is not to run our lives. We're asking if you know that "support" is a verb that follows, not a noun that precedes. We're asking if you've ever actually thought about the power dynamic written into your job title.
Supporting means I work for you. Managing means you work for the system. Supporting means you set the direction and I help clear the path. Managing means I decide which paths are allowed and call it "guidance." Supporting means my ego is irrelevant. Managing means my job security depends on your perceived need for me. Supporting ends when you don't need it anymore. Managing finds ways to make itself essential.
These questions are not a test you can study for. There is no cheat sheet. There is no certification course that teaches you how to answer them correctly. Because here's the thing: the right answer is different for every autistic person. The meltdown question changes depending on who's melting down and why. The lighting question changes depending on the light and the person and the day. The support-versus-management question changes depending on how much trust has been built and how much has been broken. What we're actually testing is whether you know that. Whether you understand that your protocols and procedures are guesses at best. Whether you're willing to ask, and listen, and adjust, and ask again.
That's the job. That's always been the job.
Everything else is just paperwork.
If you read these questions and felt defensive, this article has done its job. Sit with that feeling. Ask yourself why. If you read these questions and felt seen—like someone finally named the dynamic you've been navigating your whole career—good. Now go do something with it. And if you're an autistic person who just read this and felt the exhaustion of explaining these basics over and over again, over decades, to people who get paid to know better:
We see you. We are you. And we're building something different.
A.S. Social: Actually Solving Shit. Since 2019. ✨
P.S. Share this with a support worker. The good ones won't be offended. The bad ones will out themselves. Either way, you win.