First post reminds me of my old job where I had to catch a bus home through the "scummy" neighbourhood in town. I've got a few stories from there, some of them about similar (but even worse) people. This one's a bit different though:
So, I used to catch the bus home just after 3pm. One particular day, this really drunk guy came on the bus and pretty much collapsed onto the seat next to me. He was wearing old and dirty clothes, and looked like he was around 50. He got in an argument with the driver as he was getting on, too. Anyway, before long he started drifting in and out out of consciousness, which lead to him spilling his wild turkey on me. I was not amused, but I was just wearing work clothes, was tired as hell, and really couldn't be bothered so I didn't say anything when he drunkenly tried to tell me that he hadn't gotten any on me. I was pretty annoyed though.
From here in, the story gets really weird. He got his wallet, opened it, and PULLED OUT 600 DOLLARS. Where the hell did he get 600 dollars from? I have no idea!!! He started trying to count it (it was made up of 50s and 100s), and again, kept drifting in and out of consciousness. Eventually, he passed out completely and dropped the money on the floor. I just sat there for a few seconds kind of dumbstruck, and eventually picked it all up with him still being completely asleep... then proceeded to wake him up, give it back, and tell him to put his wallet away.
Egh.