Story I heard from a few years ago.
This gliding club was renting their field from a farmer, or the farmer was paying for the hay/manure rights. Or something like that. In any case, both the farmer and the club were using the field for their own purposes.
One day the CFI was on final approach and sees the farmer standing at the side of the field. CFI chooses his landing place, only to be confronted by the farmer walking directly into it. So the CFI banks and picks a new place. Farmer again walks into the path of the landing aircraft.
Eventually the aircraft lands safely. The farmer walks up to the glider and shouts at the CFI: "Why do you keep turning away from me. You saw I wanted to talk to you!"
