Celebrity Sightings

Have you ever had this conversation with a group of people, where everyone tells about the celebrities they sat next to on a plane or something? Always fun.

It will probably not surprise you to know that I don't have very many stories like this. In fact, the only celebrity sighting story I have goes like this:

When I was in college, my friend Amanda and I went to Chicago for spring break one year. Not exactly Cancun, I know, but it was fun and I don't really like the beach. Plus, my aunt and uncle live there, and what college student is going to pass up free lodging?

ANYWAY.

We were walking along the path that runs along the shore of Lake Michigan when we passed an older guy with a much younger, very blonde woman. He said hello, as friendly strangers do when passing going opposite directions on a path and there's no one else in sight. We both responded automatically in kind, being the friendly stranger sorts ourselves. Then, about two seconds later, we both did an absolutely classic double take and looked at each other.

We had just said hello to Jerry Springer.

Yes, THE Jerry Springer, of the trashy talk show that was pretty much mandatory viewing in dorm rooms at 3 p.m. We resisted the urge to chant, "JERRY! JERRY!" after him.

In fact, he seemed like a very pleasant person, just based on his willingness to smile and greet perfect strangers, even though doing so could indeed result in some moron chanting at him.

And that's it. That's all I got. My one celebrity sighting, and probably the last one I will ever have, given the fact that not a lot of celebrities show up at the village library and I, um, don't really go anywhere else.

And now, duckies, it's your turn! Tell us all about the time you stepped on Pat Sajak's foot in line at Starbucks or whatever. Because everyone likes to hear a good celebrity sighting story.