Mine have got to be long lines for no apparent reason other than disorganization on the part of the venue, and people constantly asking to bum smokes. Then, they ask for a lighter. Now I just say, "would you like me to run down to the corner store for you and buy some??" Sounds bitchy, and I don't mind occasionally giving out one or two, but it gets ridiculous after a while! Those nasty grits are expensive too!!