This reminds me of the time I worked in a coffee shop. The "don't you know who I am?" part. I was working drive-thru, a woman ordered a coffee. She gets to the window and I greet her nicely and say $1.40 please. She refuses to pay, started yelling at me about what a moron I am and "don't I know who I am?"

I had no clue who this woman was. She finally told me she was the owner's wife. So I tolder her I was the woman holding her coffee and I still needed $1.40.

She ddin't like that. She drove off and "reported me." Turns out she was the owner's "ex wife," and I got a promotion, LOL