Okay, maybe "stalk" is a strong word for it. But she called me at 8 p.m. last night to tell me that she and my dad were bored waiting for my sister to finish her pedicure, so they went to McDonald's, and she spotted him but didn't want to bother him, so instead she looked over at him about 100 times, and he looked up just about every time, smiled and looked back down. Then he went to the men's room and had to pass them on the way so she decided to talk to him on his way back, so when he came back she said "Excuse me, are you Alice Cooper?" and he said yes and shook their hands and said he had to go because he had his son with him and then he left in a Corvette (that my dad parked next to). My mom was shocked that he was in a golf shirt and wearing a hat, apparently she expects him to wear stage clothes 24/7. She was also very shocked that he was in McDonald's, as if the man never eats. Anyhoo, this happened at lunch time and at 8 o'clock she was still gushing about it like a school girl. And I just finally stopped hearing about how my dad met Garth Brooks. I'm going to hear this for the next ten years. Yay. My mom met Alice Cooper before I did. :Smug:
So she thought she worked for some women named Alice!
