I came out of the restaurant after a farewell luncheon for a co-worker from the office. I heard a voice calling from across the street. I ignored it. It called again. I looked. I didn’t recognize the woman. I assumed she meant someone else. I kept walking. The voice got louder. Then I heard the woman call my name. I stopped. I looked across the street again.
It was my daughter.
How embarrassing!
Okay, I was wearing dark glasses and that always mutes the colors.
Plus she was in the shadow. 
But my own daughter?
Alf tells me when I focus on things, I only see in front of my face.
I guess I’m that bad.
I think it has a lot to do with expectations. I wasn’t expecting to see my daughter, therefore I didn’t recognize her.
Now I know how magicians do it.
It’s all in the focus.
And when they get me looking at something else, out pops the struggling bunny from the top hat.
Meanwhile there’s a snake slithering across my feet.
Calvin says, “For me it’s my nose. The whole world stops while the scent lures me to the wild side.” 
Calvin & Bloggie 
You aren’t the only one who has done this! Wish I had a nickel…(or perhaps a quarter in this economy!) for every time I missed something important right in front of me because I expected something else…
Good to know! Thanks for telling me!