I actually don’t have very many good stories, sadly. Went to a gas station/fancy car wash place the other day to get gas. A young employee was lurking about with a clipboard, doing a survey, maybe, or giving out free car washes or something. He watched me get out of my car – he was doing this funny bouncing thing that made me think that he kept starting to walk over but then changed his mind. While I was pumping gas, he went up to every other customer with his clipboard to ask questions. Maybe I scared him off.
Oh, and then there was the woman in the grocery store who was just so proud of me, apparently because I buy groceries. That was bizarre. I just nodded and smiled and hoped she’d go away. The head patting thing has occasionally happened to me (bleah!), but I’ve gotten pretty good at moving out of range. I’d rather be scary than cute.