After my shift at PS, I stopped by the B&N across the street. As I passed by a bookseller, I heard a male customer approach her and ask, "I'm looking for 'Finding the Willy'." Looking surprised, she said, "...What was that again?" He repeated himself, saying loudly, "FINDING THE WILLY."
I paused, thinking to myself, "Oh no, is this guy about to.....help her find Willy??" The bookseller isn't someone I know well, but definitely someone I've chatted with several times, since I work across the street. I hung around for a minute to make sure everything was OK, only to realize...
What this fool was actually looking for was "Where's Waldo?" ...