This guy hung around my table at Supanova for like five minutes just laughing at the Henry book, thinking it was the most hilarious thing ever that it was called Henry just like his name, getting a photo taken with the book, showing me his passport (?!) to prove his name was Henry, and then didn’t even buy the damn book.

He did, however, carefully select some spare change out of his pocket and told me to keep it as a tip.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?!