After we saw this happen, my travelling companion and I pondered if the fault was with the exhibition design, graphic design and/or copy writing... and well... There were clear and large panels either side of the object, offering both long hand and bullet points, and also illustrations. A great deal of effort had been spent to make it clear that although it looked like one, this was not a sarcophagus. 

The visitors couldn't have not seen those panels given the time they took around the object, and if the long hand looked too much like a wall of text for them, they had the option of the bullet points, or drawn illustrations which showed the object in use. The gent's tone of voice and (longer than quoted here) questioning, implied frustration at a lack of explanation, rather than confusion over the very clear explanation given. We concluded that they are perhaps among that pool of inevitable visitors who are genuinely able to reach around a Do Not Touch sign, and touch something, without having ever realised they have been in contact with a Do Not Touch sign.

Simple solutions: When you have a display plinth too large to balance on the trolley, use a counterweight! What should you use as a counterweight? Whatever is to hand and safe really....

When you point out in a sudden panic to a colleague "DON'T PUT YOUR HAND THERE!" and then have to chisel lumps of dried on nasal matter from an exhibition wall.

The look on this chap's face was pricelessly somewhere between "Oh gods, I gave her an excuse to buy more clothes" and "Corset?... bbwaaaa....dribble". 

This teacher was amazing.
He had read the educational visits advice. 
He had already set the kids up to follow it.
He had equipped all of the kids with a clipboard, pencil and paper, so he could set them quick little tasks to keep them occupied if they started to get bored in the museum. 
"I think I love you" was actually said to him, with ensuing explanation about how he'd exceeded usual expectations. 

"It's NOT a two tripods stood next to a Christmas tree in a cabinet. It's a quick sketch of what a new display could look like, with a stick man  and woman stood next to it for reference. I admit, he does look like he has three legs, and that triangular...
No. Fine!  If you think this looks like two tripods stood next to a Christmas tree in a cabinet. Our next display is solved. You can install that for the next exhibition."
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To be fair, what was drawn to illustrate the point being made about exhibition design did look like two tripods stood next to a cabinet with a Christmas tree in it.

It was all in good humour , and taken as such!

Welcome to front of house work with mandatory uniform selected for you by people who don't have to wear it themselves. 
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A seperate issue was when new shirts were introduced. 
White, sort of like school uniform, and obligating the female staff to almost always wear a jumper over, or vest under their shirt, or have their bra visible through the material.

At the British Library, you may spot the red stamp of MUSEUM BRITANNICUM on some older accessions. This copy of The Works of Cicero amused me, as the two mythological creatures of the title page seem to have turned their head from the obtrusive stamp in disgust! 

(And it's a drawing completed in situ, as there's no photography allowed in BL. And I was good and respected that!) ​

​I'm fairly sure that people who made metal holders to burn ritual incense had fire... 

I know that the past is a foreign place and that not everyone has had the privilege of being educated in how things were. This lass though was a gift through the exhibition, as in seconds she could veer from intelligent and excited interest, to questing thought, to a question that left you doing a double take in case she was winding her mates up.

One of her mates pointed out that if Egyptians burnt things, they must have had fire, and conversation regarding "rubbing things together" followed.

The Natural History Museum in London had a large family pleasing exhibition on mammoths a while ago.

In the summer school holidays visitors had a long queue to enter the building, and then another queue to enter the paid exhibition. 

It was a bit of a surprise to find a stunningly unhappy bored looking child, whose parent had endured the entire thing and forced them to do so to, on the assumption that it was some kind of "sit down and watch the entertainment" type activity.

​When told it was an exhibition, very exciting ancient things to see, they just left.