The following story is completely true except for my name. This just happened an hour ago.
So I had called an order in to a Papa Murphy's and drove to pick it up. I arrived when it should have been ready, but the guy at the register asked me my name (Jeff) and said they were still making it.
After about 5 minutes, the same guy from the register steps out with two pizzas and asks the room if Steve is among them. Another 5 minutes later and I'm the only one left. The guy goes over to the rack, picks up the same two pizzas, looks at me and says, "Uh, Steve?"
I respond the only way I can. "No, my name is Jeff." The guy goes back to the rack, checks it, picks up a pizza that had been ready since I arrived, and hands it to me. He gives me the spiel about how to cook it and wanders off without so much as an apology.
I just lost 10 minutes of my life because someone thought I was named Steve.