The worst things to happen

This isn’t what a customer said, but: I was in an outdoor show in
southwest Florida few years ago and a young couple approached my
booth to ask if I had earrings. Yes I did, and they selected a pair
of nice sterling studs. They paid for them. The young lady then
proceeded to pierce the man’s earlobe. The blood started running
down his neck. My wife grabbed a towel to blot the flow, which was
considerable.With his collar full of blood they walked away. From
the conversation I found out that they had met only an
hour ago. I should mention that they came directly from the Beer tent.