I work in the beer industry, and basically go around to grocery stores at 5-6 am helping them set up new displays and points of sales to put new shipments of beer in, which I then carry out to the sales floor. The fun part about this is, at 5-6 am in your average grocery store, the customer base in there at the time happens to be somewhere along the lines of batshit weird to fucking creepy to possibly Canadian.
For example, today I'm putting out some Pabst Blue Ribbon (aka Goat Piss) displays at a Fred Meyer when this 300-lb. 50-year-old lady comes up to me:

: Excuse me, what kind of beer should I get that's cheap and comes in a large size? I don't plan to drink it, I'm just asking.

: Uh, probably the Pabst Blue Ribbon 40 oz. It's not good to drink anyway, but why aren't you going to?

: I have a slug problem in my backyard.

: ...

: For my slugs in my garden, I like to drench them in beer, preferably big bottles, to kill them instead of using other methods.

: Why would you want to use beer of all things to do that?

: Oh, because I don't like using salt on slugs and watching their bodies dissolve. I think it's cruel. So I figure if I just drown them and get them drunk, they'll die a much happier death, don't you think?

: ...You're going to mercy kill a slug with a 40 oz. of beer?

: Yeah, pretty much.

: ...*goes back to stocking beer cases*
I also had some senile old WWII vet come up to me while I was putting up some Coors Light...to be continued...
Old WWII vet story:

: Hey there, sonny. I just wanted to tell you something...

: Huh? What's that?

: I think you have the greatest job in the world and you're so lucky to be able to do this.

: Yeah, look at me...I'm stocking beer...it's pretty rad.

: What's your favorite kind of beer?

: I really don't drink beer, honestly. Which is ironic considering my job, but I prefer whiskey.

: (completely ignores this and keeps talking) Y'know, my wife and I have always had a tradition of buying Bud Light when we get beer, and we've been doing it for years and passing it along to our children. Now my grandson, however, he broke the tradition and got Coors Light instead.

: ....So?

: Well I tried some the other day, and it's pretty good, so now we drink it whenever my wife and I run out of Bud Light. But lemme tell you, our grandson catches us quite a bit sneaking his Coors Light, and he runs into the kitchen and he's like *starts waving his arms, he literally acted this shit out* "I CAUGHT YOU, YOU OLD FART! GO GET YOUR BUD LIGHT AND STAY OUT MY KITCHEN!"
Anyway, enjoy your day, sonny. *buys a 6-pack of Bud Light and walks away after letting out a huge fart*