At the coffee shop, we set out two tip jars, and asked “Would you rather have the power of invisibility” on one and “or flight” on the other. Flight got more tips than invisibility. I kept trying to convince people they were wrong for putting their money in there. Sure, flying would be cool, but think of all the things you could see if you were invisible! All the stuff you could learn about first hand! All the snooping you could do! “Yeah, but if you can fly you can just go wherever you want any time you want.” “Yeah, but if you’re invisible you can walk into an airport like it ain’t no thang, and just walk onto any flight you want.” Their faces go blank. “Yeah…but…”

Before people are about to order their coffee they stare over my head. That’s where the menu is, so it makes sense, but sometimes I forget about that and it just looks like everyone who walks in is absolutely crazy. They open their mouths or say like “Hmmm” or “what do i want what do i want what do i want.” I usually say “I don’t know” or “Describe what tastes you like and I’ll make it. Assuming the tastes are mostly coffeeish.” Then they realize I’m there and make eye contact with me, and either smile or keep staring. In my head I make a montage of all their stares and their “hmms” and “uhhhs.” 

If they pay with a credit card, I take note of their name. If it’s a good name I usually can’t help but remember it. Sometimes I look them up on Facebook when I get home, if I remember. I find out everything about them really immediately, and the next time they come in, I have some secrets from them.