Guy on the phone: I would like to talk to a librarian.

Me: Yes, I am a librarian.  Can I help you?

Guy: No, I want to talk to a librarian. Is one there?

Me: I, uh….yes?  I am a librarian.

Guy: Listen, I don’t have time for these games.  I talked to you before and you said there wasn’t a librarian there.

Me: Wait. You didn’t talk to me before.

Guy: Yes I did. You said there wasn’t a librarian there.  Now I’m calling the library and would like to talk to a librarian.

Me: Well… I am a librarian.  There are other librarians, but they are just as much librarians as me.

Guy: I’m serious now, I don’t have time for this.  You need to transfer me to a librarian right now.

Me: OK, sir, maybe there was a mixup before.  But I can help you now.

Guy: Listen you, I’m not playing around here.  You know what?  I’m just going to call the operator back.  [Hangs up.]

Me: …

We were trying to think of the most famous Todd.  The best I could come up with was Big Head Todd of Big Head Todd and the Monsters.  K had never heard of them.  She thought of Todd Palin.  I wasn’t sure which member of the Palin family was Todd.  (And I really hope that in five years when I re-read this I’ll be baffled at who Todd Palin even could have been, but sadly I don’t think this will be the case.)  She also thought of Todd Rundgren.

Point is, there is definitely a vacuum for Most Famous Todd.

Similarly, a while back, whilst listening to some Moody Blues, I declared that Justin Heyward must be the most famous musical Justin, since I could think of no challengers.  A bit later K remembered Justin Timberlake.  I never ever would have thought of him, which gives you some sense of where my head is at with regard to modern pop music.