I was downtown in Calgary last summer and waiting for the valet guy, while I was leaving a hotel, so I could ask him to bring my car up.
A blacked out Range Rover pulls up and parks right in front. A huge guy wearing a hat gets out, and my dad goes up to him and says, "Excuse me sir", and tries to hand him the valet ticket." The guy looks at him all confused and not very happy. I noticed what was going on and went "Holy ****, that's not the valet guy, that's Brian McGrattan."
I immediately went up, shook his hand, apologized, and told him I was a big fan.
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