I used to work at a supermarket, as a cashier (Manlier way of saying Checkout Operator) when this "Man" walks up and begins placing items on the conveyor belt. Beer, Wine, Meat, Cooking Oil... Condoms...
He walks up to opposite where im sitting, its 10:30PM and my shift finishes in a half hour. "Hi Sir" I cheerfully quip, only to be greeted by silence. I look up, and its some dyke with a guy haircut, heavy sportscoat and what could only be described as iron sand or the remnants of facial hair. Sensing a mistake, I proceed with the transaction in silence.
Five minutes later, the supervisor walks over absolutely cracking up laughing, asking me to be more careful next time.