Today at McDonald's I was questioned by the manager for smoking in the restroom because one of their other customers saw smoke coming over the stall door. I politely told him the manager that I did NOT smoke and emptied my pockets for him, proving I did not have a pack of cigarettes or even a way to light one. He just looked at me puzzled, and apologized to me for interrupting my meal and gave me a free hot fudge sundae and apple to compliment my big mac combo. I thought it was P-I-M-P. Yeah, my PV was in the pen holder on the chest pocket of my dress shirt.
