A weird-looking flying insect that was a little too big for my comfort:
Him: Hey, what’s up? Nice place ya got! (looks around)
Me: Um…. hi??
Him: What’s this? What’s this? What’s this? What’s this? This looks interesting. Maybe I’ll hang out here for a while. (settles down)
Me (with a broom): Oh no, you don’t! You can’t stay here.
Him (literally becomes louder and starts flying around dramatically): WTF, crazy broom lady!? You wanna back off a bit?!!
Me: Ok, ok, I’m sorry! Look, I’m putting the broom down. But can you please just leave? You can’t stay here…..
Him: You think I WANNA be here now, lady? (continues frantically bumping into things)
Me: Ok, look, I’ve made 3 exit points available to you. I really need you to focus here.
Him: I’m trying. Is this it? Is this it? Is this it?
Me: Focus harder. -_-
Him: Is this it? Is this it? Is this it? Is this it?
Me: Yes, you’re getting closer!
Him: Is this it? Is this it? Is this it? Is this it?
Me: YES! ALMOST THERE!
Him: Is this it? Is this it? Is this— Oh.
Me: YES!
Him: Well, I guess this is it. Peace out, crazy broom lady!
Me: Ok, bye! Safe travels! And sorry again about earlier! (runs to shut down all exit points)