Before DH and I were married, I worked in the shoe dept of a Sears that was near my mom's house. I have many wonderful 'war stories' from that period that always make me crack up.
Once, a drag queen came in looking for girlie snowboots (we didn't have any..it's TEXAS,for crying out loud) because s/he was going to Canada for a sex change operation.
I also once had a woman call in and ask about a 'black shoe'. That description fit about 50 pairs of shoes. I asked her if it was a heel, flat, etc and she said she wasn't sure. So I had to grab one of everything (we didn't have a cordless phone) and describe each shoe to her in detail.
There was also the time I was alone in the dept and had to help a customer with some kids' shoes. Another customer came in and instead of deciding to wait patiently for me to come help her, she walked back into the stock room and started pulling stuff down for herself!
At my last job (Food service in a mall setting),there was a local Christian radio station doing free concerts in the mall for a period of several weeks. One day, I was at my station when a guy comes up to me and asks me if I'm 'into' God. I tell him no..not really. It's not my thing. He said that's too bad, cuz God was 'into' me.

He asked me if I'd found God and I told him, yes, he was stuck under my sofa the whole time!
TOV