You Don't Know Who I Am?

I was so unbothered by the whole thing. My sister lives in London and she got a day off, so that was nice for her. But you didn't hear presumably about the scandals of people jumping the eight hour queue in order to walk past the coffin as she lay in state. The problem was that David Beckham, super footballer, had joined the queue and he waited for the full nine or 12 hours with everybody else. Even if it is like for your job, it just feels, oh, I'd be mortified. So presumably you've never said, don't you know who I am? It's more rare for me.