About 15 or 20 years ago I was in Busker Browns in Dublin queuing at the bar, about 6 deep when I felt someone trying hard to push past me. I turned and saw this black dude with blonde hair and asked him "who the fuck do u think u are trying to jump the queue?"
his reply was "I'm Dwight Yorke!"
I never was a big fan of English soccer and therefore not knowing who Dwight Yorke was, I replied "I don't give a fuck if you're the Duke of York! You'll queue like the rest of us!"
his mate then went into stitches of laughter. I eventually got back to my mates who said "were u chatting to Dwight Yorke?". I said "briefly, is he a friend of yours?" then they burst out laughin!!