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I remembered a couple more:
Steve Nash - I worked bouncer at a shit hole bar and didn't notice him sitting a the bar all night until last call and lights on. He was stumbling drunk trying to get to the pisser while we were herding all the drunks outside. One of the other bouncers was about to kick him out with the crowd but I noticed who he was and ushered him through the crowd to the back where the bathrooms were.
Carson Palmer - Same shit hole bar. I was working door that night and he rolled up with a baseball cap on with his crew expecting me to just let him in. Didn't recognize him so I checked his ID and realized who he was. He slipped me a $20 and I let them all in. I think it was for me not saying anything about who he was in front of the drunk crowd gathered outside the door.
Neil deGrasse Tyson - Did a lecture at a scientific facility I was working at when I was finishing up college. It was before he was TV famous. He did a talk about living in higher dimensions and it blew me away. I chatted with him for about 5 mins after the lecture until the facilitator of the lecture grabbed his attention and pulled him away.
Junior Seau - Owned a bar in San Diego that was one of my accounts. We did a weekly promo night there with local island music. He would show up those nights to hang out and hear the bands play. Always extremely friendly, very humble and surprisingly quiet. Had a thing for blondes with big bewbs. Always had one on his arm.
Tank Abbot - Was sitting at a bar in Huntington Beach. Dude pulls up a bar stool next to me. Paid little attention but from my peripherals I could tell he was a heavy set old dude with a long beard. My buddy comes back from the pisser and says awkwardly loud " Holy Shit. You're Tank Abbot!" He smirked and we ended up shooting the shit for half an hour.
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