I'm pretty sure I parked Fred's car once... does that count? As a valet you really get to see people's true colors by how they treat "the help". I have always remembered parking Fred's car among the thousands of individual interactions I had working as a valet. It was a job at a local country club auction- which was a pretty sweet gig compared to a lot of jobs, but not so great compared to others. Despite him not being on my radar at the time (I was in my early 20s... different priorities in life), he stood out because he was such a nice guy. I believe I offered to help him with his bag. He laughed and told me something like, not on your life.
