I worked third shift at a Walmart in a small town in PA, and I have a few dozen stories I could add (including one about a man that was so drunk he walked right into the restroom wall and knocked himself out), but this is the one that really sticks out.
A large, slightly burly man came in one night wanting to buy a pair of size 13, hot pink, high heeled shoes. He came through my line and wanted to pay by check. Well, the check was ripped, so the machine wouldn’t take it, and after a few obsenities, the man left without his shoes. He came back about an hour later with another check, wanting to buy the same pair of shoes. Of course, for some reason or another that check didn’t work either. He threw a few more obsenities around and left, only to come back an hour later with cash to buy the shoes. I guess there was a big drag queen rally the next day and he REALLY needed those shoes to match his outfit.