My sister and I went to a Papal audience in 1967, by mistake. We were milling around outside St. Peters in Rome when a guy came up and yelled, "Where are your badges??? Why can't you people remember to wear your badges???" and stuck a couple of badges on us. Then we were swept into the cathedral and there was this guy all dressed in white and babbling on about something in Italian. Groups were brought up to the front and got to kneel down. Being the well-raised Protestant teenagers that we were, we went along with it and then realized THAT IS THE POPE! Years later, in telling this to my extremely-Catholic sister-in-law, I thought she was going to pull my hair out...she was so jealous.
