Help Wanted: Employers With Open Hearts And Minds

  My son needs a job and so do I.

My son is 15 years old, has autism, and is at an age when his educators talk of “life-skills” and “future employment.” It could take someone with a learning disability five or six years to learn an employable skill, so starting now isn’t a bad idea.

April is Autism Awareness Month and one key area that needs more public awareness is finding jobs for adults and young adults on the autistic spectrum.

Special Needs Jobs

According to a recent article in Forbes, the unemployment rate for adults on the spectrum exceeds 90%. Yet studies also show that people with disabilities are good employees. They’re loyal, focused, and have a low-rate of absenteeism. Teachers today are taught to expect one or more ASD students per class, and that ratio should be shared by employers post graduation. People with autism need jobs. If you’re not working alongside an autistic person yet, you soon will be.

The rate of autism in the United States is 1-in-68. The rate in New Jersey is 1-in-41. Jersey boys have a nearly 1-in-10 chance of being diagnosed with autism. Approximately 2.5 percent of the New Jersey population will grow up with an autism diagnosis. Where will these people work once they’ve finished school?

Homegrown Answers

Employers need to open their hearts and minds to the idea of hiring individuals with special needs. Some big companies—like Walgreens, 3M, AT&T, and Microsoft—are activity trying to include individuals with autism into the workforce. But for the most part, finding jobs for individuals with autism is at best a grassroots effort. Oftentimes families end up starting their own business that showcase their child’s strengths or interests.

In Parkland, Florida, the father-and-son team of John and Tom D’Eri have hired 35 employees with autism to staff The Rising Tide Car Wash. Tom D’Eri believes autism gives his staff a competitive advantage, adding, “They have a great eye for detail.” Dennis Mashue of Detroit launched a hat business with his entrepreneurial autistic son, Tuck. Thorkil Sonne, who is the father of an autistic son, founded Specialisterne, a company that recruits people with autism to work in data entry, software programming, and testing projects.

A North Carolina group called Extraordinary Ventures is trying to address the problem of employment opportunities for special needs individuals by coming up with innovative new business models. The EV team is having success designing jobs and workplaces to fit the skills and needs of the people they’re employing.

A great graphic from “Jenna’s Movement.”

wish I had some timeless skill I could pass down to my son—like carpentry or small engine repair—but I don’t. All I know how to do is string words together, but words aren’t my son’s thing. I’m not sure what vocation Errera & Son will take up, but we’ll find it. We have to. As EV’s managing director notes, “A job in our society is more than just a way to make a living; it defines an individual’s identity.”

Everybody wants a job and everybody needs a purpose.

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Fist bump, Hot Potato defuses threat that wasn’t

6a00e54ffe2ad38833013481f8a84c970c-400wiMy 13-year-old autistic son, Rocco, is having a rough summer vacation.

The hormonal demands of puberty make Rocco irritable and unpredictable. He’s gotten tall, strong, and fast, and I can’t always keep up with him. He’s a young man with a mind of his own, and sometimes his mind turns toward teen rebellion.

We visited several stores during our recent Jersey shore vacation, and Rocco jostled other shoppers a few times because he wasn’t paying attention. Another time he cut in front of someone at the Acme checkout line. I apologized, but the next guy in line made a rude comment.

I was nervous when Rocco and I entered a crowded Wawa convenience store. Rocco was really over-stimulated, and the Wawa was packed. My son paced the store several times before I could maneuver him into the checkout line.

I was mortified when Rocco again cut in line. This guy in front of us was enormous and looked fierce. I’m a big guy myself, but this dude was three times my size.

48b049d7f415cf2c5434ed0af8fea52cRocco reached across the guy’s arm and bumped into him several times. I tossed a $20 on the counter and hoped the cashier would hurry.

Giant Man turn around to face me. His expression was unreadable, but his fist was aimed at my chest.

“Oh, hey! Sorry about my son. We didn’t mean to cut in front of you. He’s a little…impatient.”

Maybe I should have said something about my son’s autism, but I was on vacation and didn’t feel like explaining the basics of a pervasive developmental disorder to everyone in the crowded Wawa.

Giant Man didn’t say anything, just stood there with his fist leveled at my chest. It was the size of a Christmas ham. It would really hurt if he punched me.

“Put out your hand,” he said.

“Hey, blow it up!” I replied. I gave Giant Man a fist bump, and then wiggled my fingers while mimicking the sound of an explosion. He did not seem amused.

“Put out your hand,” he said again. In my head it sounded like, ‘put up your dukes.’ This was bad.

“Hot potato!” I said. I bumped the top and bottom of his fist with mine, hoping to defuse the situation with schoolyard humor. “You win!”

Giant Man shook his head, stepped aside, and pointed to the cash register.

“I have your change from the little chute thingie,” he said. “If you open your hand, I’ll give it to you.”

“Oh. Right. Sorry. Thanks.”

Giant Man dropped the coins into my palm, and Rocco and I sheepishly left the Wawa. The guy didn’t seem bothered by my son’s behavior at all.

This episode brings to mind three important lessons:

  1. Looks are deceiving. Just because you appear big and tough doesn’t mean you are. My son looks normal a lot of the time, but he’s not. In fact, I’m not sure I know anyone who is.
  2. Your kid annoys you more than those around him. Parents of autistic children are hypersensitive to their kid’s strange and potentially distracting behaviors, but most other people don’t even notice.
  3. People are more forgiving than you’d expect, and when they do see something weird going on, they usually go with the flow.

Except for that jerk in line at the Acme.

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