I once had a weird experience back home in Germany. Bought a bag of some new novelty potato chips with some sort of spicy dip at a gas station. Opened the bag, and there were no potato chips inside, but two packages with dip. Turns out the dip weighs exactly the same as the chips and therefore the scale at quality control in the factory mustn't have caught it. Walked back into the gas station, tried to explain what happened and asked the previously friendly senior citizen lady behind the counter for a refund or a second bag of chips. She looked at me, looked at the empty bag, looked at me again, pointed at my beer belly and let out a very slow: "Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, I don't think so!"
I had a plate of nasi campur with a juicy curry chicken wing. As I sank my teeth into the meat, I realised something amiss. To my horror, it was actually a chicken head and I'd just crushed its eyeball. Yum yum