I was staying at my Grandmother's apartment, she had moved out to a different place, but we still had a lease on it for another week. So I convinced my mom to let me sleep over at the apartment. Around midnight I walked across the street to Safeway, dressed in a dark leather trench coat, sunglasses, and looked freaking bad ass.
Then I got a pack of diapers (wow, they're heavier than I thought), and payed for them.
Oddly enough, every single time I bought diapers at that store. The same cashier was there. The second time I got diapers I had a friend of mine come in the store for support, and we both laughed at the odd chance. (We named the cashier Tim)