One evening my wife and I were fishing a hole as two young men fished towards us on the opposite bank. About 50 yards out they started fussing and carrying on about a snake. Their acting was maybe adequate for the high school play. Clearly, they were trying to make my wife uncomfortable so we would leave.
My wife's older brother kept pet snakes in the house and so she's quite comfortable with them. We just giggled to ourselves and kept on fishing, probably longer than we should have. To their credit they skipped around us. I often wished I'd just invited them to show us how to catch some fish in this pool, but alas, I'm not always as good a person as my dog thinks I am.