A nice story from the other side of the equation though. I worked in a supermarket about 6-7 years ago keeping shelves stocked during the day. Watching to make sure nothing ran out. Customer help wasn't the job's official purpose though I did help customers anyway.
One day, an old man asked for assistance, looking for something or other. I had a lull in the workload at the time and went the full nine yards helping this guy. He ends up asking my name and then thanks me and leaves. Didn't think much of it at the time.
Week later I get a letter from the state manager of the store chain, turned out the old man's son was a former State Premier (think Governor) who also happened to be on the store chain's board of directors.
I was a pretty damn untouchable little shelf stocker after that.
