Ok, ok. Long story short, I was in Chicago this summer and stuck over the weekend at a hotel where I was approached by a short, wiry man with a somewhat familiar face while seated at a bar. We discussed sports & such, to which the topic switched to English soccer. After a few drinks, the man bought a large bottle of scotch (my favorite, fyi) from the bartender and was just shooting the breeze following our long sports discussion. Keep in mind that I wasn't "on the job" at the time.
After about close to an hour of talk, the bartender introduces himself, as did I, while the man says that "My name is Rod Stewart, and I'm in the music business." What's funny is that neither the bartender nor I knew how the guy really was until I looked him up the following day. He was just a pretty cool guy that shared his scotch + sports insight with at the time.