Bartender

A traveler walks into a bar, asks for the local brew, and the bartender's name.
Bartender says "you must be new here..." And takes out a perfectly pristine glass, sounds it around his hand, and pours a perfect pint. He says "that... Is the perfect pint of beer. I've been pouring the perfect pint of beer for twenty years, but duo they call me perfect pint Tom? No they don't.

You see that chair you're sitting in? I carved that chair myself out of one piece of wood. It's a beautiful design based on Celtic gods with all that imperfections smoothed away, but do they call me carpenter Tom? No they don't.

See those figures on the wall there? They're built into the structure of the building. Every one of them is a different Norse god with accurate mythological detail. I built this whole place on that design, but do they call me Tom the house builder? No they don't." The bartender leans in really close and whispers "Ya fuck a goat one time..."