Back in my freshman year of high school, a friend and I are on the bus, on our way to class. A man with a bright, orange shirt gets on the bus, and sits directly across from him.

He then proceeds to stare directly at my friend. Intensely. My friend leans toward me and whispers,

"But why me, though?"

Initially, I have no clue. I then notice my friend's shirt, and say,

"The two of you are wearing the same exact shirt. I don't know why that would bother him, but just don't talk to him, and everything should be fine. We only have a few stops left."

He nods in agreement, and this is where things go south. The man starts looking around frantically, and starts muttering to himself,

"They don't know me. They don't know me. Don't nobody know me."

My friend looks up, the two make eye contact, and a Pokémon Battle ensues. The guy jumps up from his seat, pulls out his wallet, and shouts:

"You don't know me! I'm FBI!"

His wallet unfolds vertically, revealing only the bus pass he used to get on the bus. My friend gets up, and decides to mimic this man,

"I'm FBI, too!"

His wallet, of course, reveals a similar bus pass. The man leans in, surveying the pass, squinting his eyes before widening them and erupting:

"That I.D. is fake! You're an imposter! That's a federal offense! You're going to be arrested and placed in prison for impersonating a federal agent!"

The man then removes his vibrant shirt, and swings it above his head like a drug-afflicted helicopter. The bus driver has to come to a complete stop, put on the emergency brake, and walk down the aisle to calm him down.

"Sir, please put your shirt back on and take a seat, or exit the bus."

And so, in a surprise turn of events, the man both puts his shirt back on and exits the bus. Only to take it off again once the bus driver has returned to the wheel. Just before the doors close, the man yells out,

"I'm going to remember this, kid! I'm going to remember you! I've got a photographic memory!"

My friend started taking a different route to school, and neither of us ran into that guy again.