Buddy of mine comes in, I don’t usually say names in my stories, but it’s important. His name is Van Holmgren. I remember awhile back, I took a customer’s card, and it said his name was Ian Holmgren. I say, to Van, do you have a… He interrupts me, a brother? I say, how did you know I was going to say that? He says, I get asked that all the time. I say, there’s this guy named Ian Holmgren. Are you related? He says, yeah. I know that guy. Brown hair, beard. We’re not related.
I go help another customer, I make their drink, turn my back to the bar to put money in the register, turn back around, holy shit balls. Who is sitting one stool away from Van?
Yeah. Ian Holmgren.