I have been sitting in the same restaurant/pub with a notebook for 3 years, ordering a sinlge shot flat white and writing for 3 hours on the same table.

None of the staff have ever asked me what I write, or shown any interest.

Today, for the first time, the regular waitress asks me what I write and tells me that the staff have had a poll going about what I am writing.

She guessed I was a sketch artist, the manager thinks I'm writing a book, and the other waiter thinks I write poetry (because he has seen wide gaps between paragraphs).

How wonderful.

Here I thought they did not give a damn.