Today I ran some errands and locked up in one of the shoddiest racks ever in my book at dusk after work. There was a dead cable lock half hanging off the rack which itself had a few sections cut out in the area a lock would end up and a dead abus NY chain on the ground. Against my better judgement I locked up and booked it.
While unlocking a transient with a bike walked past and said "Hey nice bike" in a high pitched funny voice and I must've made his day when I promptly replied to him mimicking the voice he used.