[ WP ] You find a funky pair of sunglasses at a coffee shop and decide to try them on , when you notice texting floating around each person you look at . It seems to reveal their dating info : relationship status , age , interests , TV shows , foods , etc . A cute guy/girl sits down next to you .

I sat down drinking my coffee waiting for the all clear to return to my apartment. I thought I ’ d give her space while she packed, although she just barely unpacked after a short and exhausting two weeks of living together. I couldn ’ t help but be impressed by how quickly I wreck my relationships. 
 
 It was at the end of this thought that a gentle nudge kept me from continuing another. The patron sitting next to me had bumped me as he got up. He looked down at me almost pitifully as he said his apologies. I was shamed into looking down as I mumbled my acceptance. When I looked up his pitiful stare was replaced with subtle amusement. 
 
 “ Have a great day. ” He said with a confident smile. I was stuck with an odd sense as I watched him leave. It was like being visited by an old mentor or teacher. I looked to where he sat and resting close to me on his table was a pair of simple of black sunglasses. I looked toward the exit and thought a good deed wasn ’ t worth the trouble of making a scene. Instead I opted to get in line for a refill with the glasses in hand. Looking at them more closely on the inner side of the arms were odd golden glyphs depicting a scene of eyes looking into a heart. I couldn ’ t make out the rest. 
 
 I slid them on and almost fell over from a sudden episode of dizziness. Above the man in front of me text began to come into focus. 
 
 John Guudly 
 
 As I looked around the room names began to form and disappear as I scanned the patrons. I returned my attention to Mr. Guudly and wondered what other things these glasses might tell me. 
 
 John Guudly- 29 year old in a relationship with Jennifer Tanner 
 
 I was amazed by these sunglasses as they showed me whatever I wanted to know like a teleprompter scrolling matching my reading pace and curiosity. As we both got to the front of the line I knew John was everything I wasn ’ t. He was financially thriving as realtor, confident, and content with his life. I was struggling month to month as a cartoonist and in a wreck mentally. I envied John and I didn ’ t need the glasses to tell me why. He was better than me. 
 
 “ I ’ ll take an ice coffee. Creamer no sugar, Sugar. ” He said with a wink. 
 
 “ Coming right up. ” The barista, who ’ s name tag and text showed as Victoria Lower, said with a professional smile. 
 
 “ While you at it why don ’ t you put your number on the cup? ” John asked leaning on the counter. I let out an audible scoff earning a glance from Victoria as she looked back at John. 
 
 “ I ’ m flattered, but I ’ m in a relationship. ” She replied seemingly sincerely though her mood read irritated and relationship status single. 
 
 “ I don ’ t take no for an answer. ” He pressed. I knew John superficially through the glasses, but I couldn ’ t imagine why a guy with his life would want more. 
 
 “ But you do take you coffee on ice with creamer and no sugar, and I have other orders to take. ” She said placing his coffee on the counter and looking back towards me with the same professional smile she gave John. 
 
 John ’ s failure didn ’ t linger on his face when he took his coffee and looked back at me. He grinned as he moved past me and his mood changed to superior. 
 
 “ Just a refill on plain black coffee for me. ” I said shyly, feeling more feeble in John ’ s previous space. 
 
 “ Sure thing. ” Victoria said and turned to work up a cup. 
 “ So do you deal with men like that often? ” I asked in hopes of forgetting John ’ s mood at seeing me. 
 
 “ Yeah, even some women. ” She joked though her mood read uneasy. I could guess she thought I might hit on her too. I could bet with theses sunglasses it might be easier than going in blind. But was that okay? Was it cheating or sleazy, knowing what answers to give and what topics to bring up? If I didn ’ t use the glasses for this what would I use them for? 
 
 Victoria ’ s cough brought me back to the moment as she held out my coffee. I could feel my body relax as I took off the sunglasses, took my cup and returned to my seat. I put the sunglasses down on the table. What troubles will this funky pair of sunglasses bring? 
 
 “ Coffee Black for Mr. James Hughly. His favorite drink when he ’ s feeling emotionally exhausted. ” Playfully said the handsome owner of the sunglasses as he sat down next to me with a bemused grin. “ I ’ m sure you can guess why I know that. ” 

