Definitely had a few weird ones. I was in Italy visiting a factory in a small village - dirt roads, everything closed by 3pm, bored teenagers, I was dressed fancy and wearing my Bun Box (waiting for the train to the airport). It never came. I had to go to the ATM to bleed the machine, so we could try to find one of the two working taxi drivers to take us to the airport. I guess I looked like a flashy weirdo, and I turned the heads of all twenty teenagers standing around staring, playing with the shocks on their bicycles. The ATM didn't work. They started screaming at me, and I had to ask a few merciful girls if they knew another ATM. They escorted me, but so did their hybrid bicycle procession, all catcalling and screaming down the dirt road, waiting for me to take out money, kicking up dust clouds, and then all the way back through town to the train station, I didn't know whether to feel intimidated or like an orchestra conductor. They just kind of dispersed when I got back to the station. Big day. We made the flight.