Was chatting with some random guy at the local pub, and after telling him I did audio mastering for a living, the guy turns straight up bat shit crazy. Starts telling me how he used to be in Alice in chains, and how he manages Elvis's music catalog for his estate, just random weird stuff. The he asks me how much it will cost to master all the songs he wrote and stored on his phone.
Not seeing any escape, I ask what he means. Turns out he has like 300 hundred songs he wrote and then his computer crashed, leaving him only the mp3 versions on his phone. Then he goes to reach in his pocket to show this awesome phone, and he realizes its not there.
"oh, nevermind, I lost my phone again" he says.
He was going to pay me with the winnings from some cage fight he was entering the next week. Never saw him again.