True story...
Years ago, I think I was 19 yrs old, I went to a friend's house to cut his hair. He was gay and lived in midtown...this becomes important in the story. Anyway, we hung out at his house for a while and finally decided we'd go to a Blimpie/Subway type place for lunch. I stuffed my scissors, clippers, etc. in my huge purse and off we went. We got our food and I tossed my purse on the table, went back to the counter to get something and then he followed me back to the table. I kept hearing a vibrating sound but couldn't figure out what it was...and I didn't even mention it to my friend. He was hearing it too, but didn't say anything to me about it. We ate and were almost finished with our food when he suddenly set the rest of his sandwich down on the table, slammed a hand down on the table and practically yelled "Girlfriend! Will you please turn that dildo in your purse off?!?!!!".
I could have crawled under the table and remained there til after they closed, I was soooo embarassed! Turns out when I tossed my purse on the table, it accidentally turned on my hair clippers that were in my purse.