Last night I met the most invisible person ever. She was sat in the Ship & Castle with some of the regulars when I introduced myself. "Yeah, we’ve already met," she said. Some way later into a conversation, we’d determined:
I’d seen her before at the Ship & Castle, and looked right through her.
She’d served me breakfast a few days ago, at the Treehouse.
And we did some voluntary work together when we were both students.
Even after all of this, I wasn’t sure I recognised her until I went home and found a photo with her in! I apologised profusely, but she genuinely didn’t care that she’s seemingly able to turn invisible: in actual fact, she seems to like and has come to expect it. We made a comparison to that Buffy episode where lots of people ignore this girl and she turns invisible and starts killing people. She promised not to start killing people. That’s kind-of reassuring. She doesn’t look particularly strong, but I don’t want to get on the wrong side of anybody who I can’t see.
Personally, I’d hate being so unobvious: I love being able to be "seen" when I want to be, so it was hard for me to understand the attraction. Perhaps she’s just resigned to it after decades of being ignored.