Sorry to disappoint you but I believe my story will take the prize. My first appointment was in "Deliverance" country - scary place with lots of abandon cars, blue tarps and barb wire. I soon realized that the signer was a hoarder. There were 3 double wide trailers all packed to the gills. Mr signer said there was room in his office - a 12x12 building. The "room" meant that we could actually stand in the building. The only surface where I could lay the docs was on top of a bar stool. Thank God it was only seller's docs - would never have made it through a VA signing! Then when I checked his ID I realized he was she and the ID didn't match the docs! You can't pay me enough to go back there again!
Next appointment I had to listen to complaints about the signer's sex life! I kept joking saying "too much information" and threw the docs down as fast as I could so I could get out of there!
Next appointment a sweet little 18 month old boy insisted on sitting on my lap during the signing!