Six Yogurts Means Six Yogurts

Yes, we’re at the grocery store again. That building knows too much!

The cashier spots your oat milk on the belt and gives the smallest nod. Your shoulders answer.

That’s the relationship—and it’s enormous.

They know you as oat milk, no bag. You know them as the cashier who never traps the bread under the cans.

They ask the same checkout question. You provide the same answer. The script’s never accused of being fake.

At the register, your face isn’t an event. Your flat “thanks” doesn’t turn into a chat about your tone. Six yogurts mean you bought six yogurts.

Register four has no theories about why you’re quiet. The card reader’s the only thing asking follow-up questions.

They don’t know you well enough to misunderstand you.

Their idea of you is oat milk.

It may be the most accurate anyone has ever been.

— Autistic Ang

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