We’ve already established, pretty definitively, that brunch is the worst. But that doesn’t mean we don’t eat it from time to time (confession: we get hangovers, too). And when we do, one of the best parts of the experience is the people-watching—a restaurant at brunch is it’s own microcosm of broken dreams, college reunions, OCD omelette ordering, and half-hearted boozing.

In other words, brunch is a great place to sleepily judge other people between bites of blueberry pancakes. And the best way to learn about your fellow diners is to look at what’s on their plates. Just beware that they’ll be doing the same to you. What are they thinking? Here’s a field guide what your brunch order says about you.