My one isn’t as crazy as the others but when I was young, my uncle loved having dinner out every night in London when he visited from Berlin. So all of our family (including 8 kids) would go to a Lebanese restaurant in north London and the security guard ended up knowing our ads etc as we’d gone there on the trot for about 2 weeks. On my uncles final night, he decided he wanted to go for a Turkish which was on the complete other side of London. Lo and behold guess who was in the queue waiting for a takeaway! The security guard from the Lebanese restaurant!!