One day in the mid 90s there were some Klingons with a table set up in the predator house of my local zoo. I think they were there promoting the local Star Trek fan club. The only detail I really remember was the “gagh” that was just gummy worms in corn syrup.

A few years ago I was sitting across from a guy at an airport and he was loudly buying skis for his son. Not only did I clearly hear the whole story of how his son just made the ski team and needed skis ASAP, I also heard his full credit card information.