High Five Randy and Angry Jewish Man

The crazies were all out at the zoo the other day. We have two regulars whom we have dubbed "High Five Randy" and "Angry Jewish Man". Let's start with Randy. I first met him when I first moved up here in 2004. He approached me at the zoo and gave me a high five and did not let go, but rather continued to squeeze my hand and shake it in the air. He did this several times throughout our little talk. He also squeezed my biceps and asked me if I lifted weights. He asked my name. I was freaked. I was even more freaked when a week later he came up to me at my other job at the time (in a store in a mall about 20 miles from the zoo). Oh my god this guy is stalking me. Same thing- high fives, telling me I was strong and asking if I remembered him. Oh yes. How could I forget? So I told all this to some of the girls at the zoo and much to my relief they knew who he was. Oh yeah, that's High Five Randy. He does this to everyone. You don't have a crazy stalker. Every year since then I've seen him several times. Sometimes he follows the high fives with "Do you want a hug?" No thanks, Randy. "Oh you're move of a high five person?" Yes, Randy. Now I know to try to look busy when I see him coming. So Angry Jewish Man is just what his name suggests. He is another one of our frequent visitors, and he's usually pissed off about something. "Why do you have wallabies in the bird area when they're not birds?" and so on.