Don't you know who I am?

So this one's a bit different. I was out street recruiting (recruiting people walking around the city centre for jobs) at some point last summer, when I encountered a lone guy standing around on the high street he seemed in no rush, and so naturally I approached him with the offer of employment.

Me: Hi mate, how're you doing?

Guy: Huh? Hi, yeah not bad.
Me: Good to here, are you interested in a job? (blah blah, company info)
Guy: I'm not really interested, I'm focusing on my music career
Me: Cool, that sounds great. The job is all evening work though, so it's quite good for fitting around people's schedules. A lot of people like yourself are tending to go for something part time, like three or four days a week so it can be that little bit more flexible around anything else you have going on.
Guy: Yeah but I'm a singer and I'm taking it very seriously.
Me: ok, no problem. Thanks for your time and best of luck with the music.
Guy: Erm, don't you know who I am?

(At this point the guy removes his hat to reveal a load of straggly ginger hair)

Me: Nope, sorry mate. Have a good day.

The guy stormed off, messing with his phone as he went while muttering something under his breath as I slowly turned away wondering what his problem was. He seemed genuinely annoyed, if not insulted, and his identity bugged me for the rest of the day.

It was later that night, at the pub after work, that I was discussing the interaction with some colleagues and bar staff. We came to the conclusion that it was either a local indie band, or (and part of me really hopes it is) Ed Sheeran.

Just the thought of annoying someone like him makes me oddly happy. It's quite rare you get to interact with someone famous, unless of course you don't recognize them.