My favorite uncle quagmire tells a story. This is from the early '80s.

He's working near the counter of the coastal airline he's working, another pilot dealing with check-in. Just then, a beautiful blonde starlet comes up, quite over-confident, and needs to get on the next flight. It's booked. But she needs to, you know, and she drops that famous line "don't you know who I am?"

Uncle's peer shoots back at her: "lady, if you don't know who you are, I'm not sure you're in a state to be flying anywhere!". He got in trouble after; and my uncle too for some Alan Alda style guffaws from the next room.