This morning I was asked to work at a large London exhibition centre. My job was to check the ID of all visitors, give them their tickets and badges, and basically ensure everybody knew where to go. I was one of many temps doing this.
While working, I noticed the supervisor walking around. He was tall, had a smart suit on, a fancy goatie beard, and was talking into his walkie-talkie in a strong German accent. He reminded me of the German terrorists in Die Hard. I half expected him to walk into the hotel lobby, seal the doors and fire a machine gun into the air to get his new hostages' attention, or demand to know who killed Otto. He didn't, though my suspicions about him were confirmed later due to his accent - it kept changing. While he tried to stick to a German accent, he sometimes had a French accent, an Arabic accent, and even a Welsh accent. Definitely dodgy.
