Funny stuff.
Strange things happen in Baltimore (this may not work without a video of it.) Playing with my trio, and we were set up very close to the front door of this club.
In the middle of a solo, my head down, eyes closed... heard someone say "10 bucks"... opened my eyes, and about 6" from my face were a pair of what looked like green elf shoes (with the long turned up toes and bells on it) on some sort of platter. :freak: Completely confused, I look up... there's a very drunk guy holding this tray with shoes over the keyboard in front of me, saying "10 bucks, 10 bucks" while I'm playing. He'd come in the door from the street - the band is right there when you walk in.
I just said "sorry, not my size" and kept playing. A manager quickly escorted him back out the door. No idea where he found those things in the first place, although it was jazz night at an Irish club.