I worked at a country pub several years ago. The landlord didn’t fancy allowing kids inside the pub even if they were with adults. So one day, in walks a middle aged couple with their young son. I had to politely explain they’ll have to sit at one of the tables outside, because we don’t allow anyone under the age of 18 inside the pub. The guy obviously took this a little too literally, and without a moments hesitation pointed to the Alfie the resident pub dog and said “Well he’s under 18”. I was admittedly lost for words.