I worked for a while in a snocone shack. Once I had someone try to buy drugs from me. Seriously! He came up to the window and ordered some speed. I was terrified
I told him we only sold snow cones. He said, "I know that you can make me some special snocones. . . " So I made him a regular snocone and he paid me and left. A couple months later the police found a drug ring going on in a different snocone shack the next city over. Guess the druggie had his stores mixed up.
Now I work as a custom framer in a craft store. I get weird customers all the time, but none as weird as the drug guy. Mostly just people wanting to frame really odd artwork. Some lady wanted to frame her cork collection. She literally hot glued all of her corks onto a piece of cardboard and wanted it framed. Another lady paid over $200 to frame her daughter's name written in highlighter. It wasn't even written well either. Oh well, it's not up to me what they waste their money on. Plus it pays my bills. The worst part is pretending that I like their artwork when the whole time I'm thinking in my head, "It's a name written on white paper with highlighter! Why would you display that?!"