"The first restaurant/bar I worked in I was only serving but I frequently was in the section right next to the bar. One day I was busy serving a large group, but the restaurant was mostly empty and a guy behind me at the bar said “you wanna pet my parrot?”

My initial reaction was the same as if a stranger had just come up behind me and touched my shoulders but when I turned around… It really was a guy with a parrot on his shoulder. The parrot’s name was Bobby and yes both me and the bartender pet him."