(I live in a relatively small town and have lived there all my life. Needless to say, I know the place inside out and walk through downtown to get to work pretty much every day.)

Tourist: “Excuse me, do you know where the nearest Starbucks is?”

Me: “Of course, if you go–”

Older Man: “Yes it’s downtown right before the bridge detour you can’t miss it!”

Me: “Sir, I believe that’s [coffee shop], not Starbucks.”

Older Man: “No, it’s Starbucks!”

Me: “Sir, that’s [coffee shop]. There’s never been a Starbucks there.”

Older Man: “No, you’re wrong! When exactly did it become [coffee shop]?! Hmm?”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but it’s been [coffee shop] for about two years now.”

Older Man: “Well, unless Starbucks left and changed the name overnight, you’re wrong!”

Me: “It didn’t. It’s–”

Older Man: “Right! So it’s Starbucks and you’re wrong!”