Oh, the supercilious attitude of our local celebrities! A friend of mine was recently tasked with the galling duty of ticketing a party that was teeming with these uppity, hoity-toity big shots and boy, was she disillusioned! Their stuck-up behaviour was astonishing. There were those who expected preferential treatment and used the tired, “Do you know who I am,” line to try and get out of paying for their tickets. Massive eye roll. Yes, I know who you are. You are a washed up musician who was last relevant 10 years ago! So, will you be paying cash or by phone transfer? Next please!