Two weeks back, I was at a bar where I asked the bartender for a shot of Jameson whiskey. My order lit up a big smile on his face. Unfortunately, he didn't have Jameson. But that didn't explain his smile. Seeing a perplexed me, he decided to recount a interesting incident with a customer.
One night at the bar, an young girl approached the bartender. She was unsteady after having consumed too many drinks.
She: I want a Jameson.
She: A free Jameson.
Bartender: *raises his eyebrows in order to question the free clause*
At this point, she pulls out her ID and shows it to the bartender.
She: See my last name is Jameson. I own the whole thing. So I demand a free drink!
Bartender: *without losing his cool* I'm sorry.
She: *agitated* What?!! I own the thing. You can't give me a free drink.
Bartender: *once again doesn't lose his cool* We don't serve Jameson. There is no Jameson in this bar!
She was not happy with the answer and she returned to her table. But the evening turned out to be a nightmare to the bartender. She couldn't hold her liquor and whatever she consumed was on the floors of the bar in a few minutes.
That is the story behind the smile. I decided to choose another brand for the evening. As I could hold my liquor or know where to throw up, the bartender was excused of a hard night. Now for you... If you have a fancy name like a liquor brand as your surname, you could try this stunt. There is no guarantee if it will work. At the same time, there is no harm in trying. Good luck!