Ok I have a few...
* We usually like sitting at the same table with the same people, and getting to know them. But that doesn't always work out perfectly... One guy showed up late for dinner every night for the first 4 or 5 nights. We would wait for him, and finally start ordering and then he would show up about the time the waiter was serving the first course. The waiter would spend the rest of dinner trying to get him back in sync with the rest of us. Finally one night, the pax says something about how rude we all are for not waiting for him. I told him if he would come to dinner on time, he wouldn't have to worry about it. He says, Dinner is at (whatever time he said was half an hour later than it really was). I told him, no it's not. Next night and for the rest of the cruise, he showed up on time every night.
* Another time we actually asked to move tables because we were at a table for 8. One couple never showed up the first night. Another pair was two older ladies that complained about how far the table was from the entrance and said they were going to be moving the next night. The third couple was from Switzerland, and although both spoke fluent English, they sat there talking to each other in French all night. We asked to be moved after that.
This isn't about other guests, but struck me as hilarious...
* When we were in Panama, I noticed the "naked indians" in one of the shops inside the port. I figured they were wearing their native costumes, ok. They had bottoms on, but no tops - even the women. No problem. Just a bit before we were all scheduled to be back on board, I decided that I should have bought a certain item I had seen in the port, and ran for the gangplank. I swore to the security people that I would be back in two minutes, and they relented and let me get off (if you've ever tried to get off shortly before "all aboard" you know they don't like to do that!) I WISH I had taken my phone with me so I would have pictures... of the naked indians... getting dressed... in their jeans, t-shirts, and tennis shoes...
* When we went to St Lucia a few years ago, my grandmother and I had signed up for different excursions. Hers ended up being cancelled, and she tried to get on mine but it was sold out. So she went out and hired a taxi to drive her around the island and show her the sights. When we met up for dinner that night, she happily told me, "Did you know they speak Quail here?"
"Quail?" I replied, stunned.
"Like the bird?"
"Yes, like the bird."
"Who told you that?"
"My taxi driver. I asked him what language they spoke here, and he said 'quail'."
We went back and forth for a while, and I finally let it go... but a couple of days later, I finally figured it out... He didn't say "Quail". He said "Creole" in a Creole accent!
Ever since then, we have teased my grandmother about that. And at work (where we have many Haitian employees), they all know what I mean when I ask them to tell me how to say something in Quail.
That's all I can think of for now... Love this thread! Keep 'em coming!