Lunch today, walked down to a nearby grocery/deli for the best sandwich in the world (Pike Place Special).
Who takes our order? Mr. Derek Fudesco of The Cave Singers, PGMG, etc...
We say, Hey, you're Derek right? He says, Yeah. We say, Loving The Cave Singers, great album. He smiles real big and says, Thanks.
Couple minutes later, we're walking by with our beverage. Derek says, Jack? We reply, Yes? (And we're thinking, Holy shit, does he read Seattlest or something?)
Here's your sandwich, he says.
Oh, yeah, thanks.

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The other day I was buying Dina Martina tickets, and when I gave my last name, the ticket guy on the phone was like, "First name Katelyn? Do you write for Seattlest? Do you know Larry Mizell?" and I thought, woah! I'm FAMOUS! I said yes, and he said "This is Larry." ... So I'm not famous. I just know one person, and he happens to work at the ticket place sometimes.
Rachel from Visqueen sold me CDs at Sonic Boom a few years ago. Counter to your experience, it was awesome.
A few years ago, Garrett Lunceford (formerly of The Divorce & Acceptance, currently of Kay Kay and His Weathered Underground & Wild Orchid Children & like 10 other bands) came into the video store I was working at and asked if we were hiring.
It was kind of a downer. I warned him that the owner wasn't big on hiring musicians, we chatted for a few minutes, and he left without taking an application.