Finished a pub gig with a heavy rock type band - landlord has rung the bell and is trying to get people to drink up. It's at that moment a drunk older couple asked (and asked, and asked with increasing mouth foam) to hear My Way, as if that's likely. Bearing in mind that we've switched everything off and started taking stuff out to the van etc. it's a weary but firm 'no' from whoever happens to be their focus at that moment. They persist however until another punter wanders up and tells them to p*ss off, to which they don't take kindly, and before you know it proper fisticuffs are going down, ending with the landlord throwing all three of them out and barring them. We just loaded up fast, got paid and got out of there... still got asked to go back (but didn't)!