(This takes place in a food court during my college’s homecoming game. While I am sweeping the floor, a drunk girl is about to put her trash in a machine I use to clean the floor.)

Me: “Woah, wait! What are you doing?”

Drunk girl: “Isn’t this a trash can?”

Me: “No, this is a floor cleaner. The trash cans are over there.” *point behind her*

Drunk girl: “It looks just like a trash can!”

Me: *stares at wide, 4-wheeled, car-shaped floor cleaner* “Uh–”

Drunk girl: “What does this thing do?”

Me: “It cleans floors.”

Drunk girl: “Well, it looks just like a trash can!”

Me: “I’m sure it does.” *start to walk away*

Drunk girl: “IT DOES!”