I see him out of the corner of my eye,

he’s looking at me as he’s writing word after word down,

it’s both scary and interesting;

he’s writing what I just said which is freaky and a bit creepy

but it’s also pretty cool that I, one of 7 billion people,

made it onto that notepad.

He hands me the paper,

I look down and see some words,

but they aren’t mine,

and then I see some numbers.

Frowning, but knowing he’s to be respected,

I say “Thank you officer. Have a nice day.”