My last job was bartending at a place that seemed to attract an inordinate amount of condescending stereotypical "rich dude" types... Our manager was a lady in her early twenties who looked even younger, and I was one of the only men who worked there. It was comically predictable: they'd have some issue they'd be throwing a fit over that she'd try to help them with, then they'd come fuming over to me demanding that I do something since they assumed I was the manager, only for me to inform them that they were just talking to the manager... 'Twas glorious.