long day, waiting at the bus stop for the bus.
I was just glad I hadn’t missed it yet. I was tuned into my headphones, standing at the stop with all the other people waiting. It was the other people waiting that let me know I hadn’t missed it.
I sat down in the first seat row. It was a crowded bus. A tall guy in a dodges jacket got up to give a woman in high heels his seat. I had to scoot over and adjust my backpack because this was a full ride.
The woman pointed to my badge. “I didn’t know you worked for [X].”
I didn’t know this person would have known anything about me whatsoever. How could she be surprised that she didn’t know who I worked for?
But I said, yes, and asked her if she worked there too. Obviously she did.
She said that some of the other people at the bus had been talking about me. I had been pointed out as a fellow employee..
“Oh yeah,” another said. “She works at the HQ buiding”
“No,” the other said. “You aren’t allowed to wear jeans there. She can’t.”
But my seatmate had discovered the truth. She saw my badge.
I always thought I was invisible. But I guess not.