I have some pet peeves at work. They are random. The top one is being spit on. A close second is being called "honey" or "hey you" or anything patronizing.
So my drunk who summoned me to the bedside with "hey you" so that he could puke down my leg and then spit on me to clear that nasty beery aftertaste probably saw a very scary look on my face.
Clearly he had to scramble for redemption. Plastering on what might have been a boyish grin were it not for the chunks of bile and corn nuts on his chin, he said, "Hey, is your name nurse sexy?"
I do feel pretty sexy with beer and corn nut vomit seeping in to my scrubs, generally.
Even drunk he got that my "are you kidding me right now?" was rhetorical.