Bwaaahhahahahahaha! Oh, my! That had me rolling. Whew! Ok. Deep breath.
Here's a story for you...
When I was 16, I got my first job at a nursing home for the elderly. I worked in the cafeteria basically taking their orders and running their food to them and clearing their tables, etc. They were all VERY old and mostly a bit senile and weird, but they were a lot of fun to work with. Well, just a few days after I started working, I noticed that there was a new guy at a table. I asked about him (apparenly he'd been too sick to eat in the caf) and they said, "Oh, thats Norman. Keep an eye on that one." I was like, "What does that mean?" and they said, "Oh, you'll see." Keep in mind that I am barely 16 years old.
So, I go to take Norman's order and he's acting all flustered and frustrated trying to get something out of his pocket. Then he looks up at me with this creepy old-guy look and says with a smirk... "Sweetheart, I seem to be having trouble getting something out of my pocket. Care to help me out?".
EWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! Apparently it was a trick he tried to pull every day in the caf. If he wasn't so old and crazy, I would have slapped him because I was at LEAST 70 years younger than him and WAAAAY underage. But, like I said, he was old and crazy and mostly harmless.
But, I will never EVER forget Norman.