The worst I can think of is when I was about 15 and hadnt killed a deer yet. I was rifle hunting and just on the crest of a ridge I saw brown moving through the tree's, then a flash of white every now an again. Convinced it was a deer, I put my scope on it, and it was some idiot stalking around hunting wearing carharts and a white stocking hat. Probably the dumbest man on the planet right there. Good thing I wasnt trigger happy or my life (and his) would have been ruined.