OrangeTV: One time about 15 years ago when I worked at the CDA Resort, one of my jobs was manning the booth in the parking garage. Jim Clark came though one day, he had been inside about 6 hours and had no validation on his ticket. He pulled up, rolled down his window just enough to quickly hand me the blank ticket and immediately rolled his window back up, pulled right up to the gate, and waited for it to rise impatiently. I didn't know who he was, nor did I care. No stamp = you pay. Finally, he rolled down his window again and snapped at me, “Are you gonna let me through or what?” I told him he could go as soon as he produced a receipt or paid $3. He turned a lovely shade of bright red and stammered the question that I loved to hate the most: “DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?” Rest of the story below.

Question: Have you ever had someone try to impress you with the phrase, "do you know who I am"?

 I told him that I didn't, nor did I care and that he needed to cough up the cash now, cars were waiting behind him. He continued to attempt to argue his way out of it and when I called security, he threw the money rudely in my face and I let him go.

The security officer came a few minutes later and we had a good laugh about the jerk who wouldn't pay. The next day, he called my boss and tried to get me fired but my boss asked him “Why? For doing his job?” and thanked me for actually being on top of things and bringing in some cash, something the other parking booth people never seemed to do.