Did I mention the time I was dj'ing on a snowy February night and John Cleese came in? Wrightwood and Sheffield. He and his friend made up about half the crowd.
The bartender and I looked at him slack jawwed and open mouthed. He gave a surprised look right back while pointed to himself and nodded vigorously. Then we left him alone. No money changed hands for drinks. We were as excited as little girls.
Nobody believed us.