I’m sitting at the bus stop, waiting for a bus that was supposed to show up 5 minutes ago. Suddenly I notice a bee buzzing nearby and swat it away. An old man comes up to me and asks, “do you know why the bee came towards you?” I assume I did something dumb and make the mistake of looking at him questioningly.
He grins and says “because you are pure honey”. And then adds, “beautiful”. Before I can reply he waltzes away. Berkeley weirdness!