My friend Sarah and I once high-fived over this proclamation when we were being completely ignored by this guy named Kevin. Sometimes, though, I like to pretend I'm invisible - namely when I'm on the bus. I just imagine that no one can tell I'm there, and it feels really nice - like I can do whatever I want and no one will notice, and I don't have to make eye contact with anyone or acknowledge when someone sneezes. The weird thing about the bus though, and how I KNOW I'm not actually invisible, is that no one ever sits next to me. When a bunch of people get on, I always pick up my bags and put them in my lap to free up the seat next to me, but no one sits in it. I have repeatedly noticed that I am the ONLY one with no one next to them! I don't know what to make of this, but if I was watching it happen in a movie I would probably feel sad for me. Maybe people notice all my stuff and so give me the room, or maybe I have an unfriendly vibe on the bus. Or maybe they're like "what's with Crazy over there pretending she's invisible?"
I also love to be invisible in gchat. What a great feature! But I talk to people anyways, and I wonder if they think I'm speaking to them from beyond the grave.
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