I ordered my food. She took my money with a dead expression on her face and gave me the receipt. I was invisible to her and it was clear that she didn’t want to be there. I wondered and asked, “what’s your favorite thing to do when you get home after work?” A smile spread across her face like sunshine and instantly she replied, “oh take a shower,” giggling as if she’d been secretly thinking about it all day. “yeah definitely take a shower.” I replied, “mmmmm good choice.” I walked away and returned to my depression.