Ok... perhaps know is a bit, um, friendly and even the definition of celebrity may be too strong depending on your opinion.
What I'm saying is that I stalked Donny Osmond when he came to the mall one day.
Let me tell you how it all went down.
I was working at the mall in a jewelry store happily cleaning the cases (ok, I might have been reading a book, but hey, it was a slow night) when I looked up and saw the Donny. My mind instantly flashed to the last time I saw Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and I was starstruck. Where was he going? I had to know.
So as soon as he walked around the corner I power walked in my pointy toed high heeled shoes down to the end of the jewelry store and peered down the hall. He was walking toward... Old Navy? Nordstrom? Banana Republic? Hard to tell. I had to carefully and gently prop the upper half of my body over the glass counter to see but again, it was a slow night. No one would come in.
Shoot! Someone's coming in! Of all the unlucky times for the one customer of the night to walk in... I trudged over to help the woman who was not in fact a real customer, just someone who wanted her ring cleaned, and then went back to my post.
Great, I had no idea where he went. He could have gone out an exit down there and I wouldn't have a clue. I went back to my book, mourning the one who got away when egad! Here he comes! I shrank back against the wall. I couldn't let him see me staring at him like some twitterpated teenager. I wasn't even sure if I liked him that much, but he was a star, or something.
So there he went, walking toward the food court. Excellent. Perfect time for my dinner break. I casually wandered his way, secretly stalking my prey when I realized...
I would not be talking to Donny Osmond. I would not be asking for his autograph. Why? Because I am a wimp and I don't want to be annoying. Chagrined, I ordered a 6-inch turkey bacon sandwich from subway and walked back to work casually passing Donny on the way. Maybe he would ask for my autograph. Nope.
I went back to work and continued on with my life telling everyone I knew that I saw Donny Osmond. It was a good day.