What If You Bumped Into God At Starbucks

I tend to take life literally, so this question is a bit too metaphysical for me. But on that plane:

Would he be the homeless man outside, begging?

Would he be standing in line, wondering if he should order a venti gingerbread latte?

Would he be a she?

Would I be too tired to notice?

There is the belief that God resides in every one of us, which would mean that I always bump into God at Starbucks.

That's a comforting thought.

I have to get to Starbucks more often.

[Literally: If I bumped into God at Starbucks, I wouldn't know unless he wearing the purple and white robes and had the long-flowing white beard that I remember from images in bible stories. And if that person bumped into me at Starbucks, I would most likely think that he's some kind of nut or homeless person, and I'd move away as quickly as possible. Not too impressive of me. I definitely need to learn to dig deeper and not take people at face value.]