Maybe not “funny” but in about 2003 or so I saw Alice Cooper at the Detroit Fairgrounds and due to my stepdads friends son who drummed with Cooper (my stepdad was a booking agent in the 60s and 70s and had dealings with tons of Detroit acts back then) we had backstage passes. So Alice is in a trailer greeting and meeting but I’m no star chaser so we’re all just hanging out about midnight (summer show so weather is good) and it’s my stepdad, me, my half sister and her friend and another older guy. Two guys stroll out of the trailer and it’s obvious by his body language my stepdad knows these guys. As they walk by my stepdad starts talking to the one older guy. Old business type stuff. The shorter guy in the sunglasses ( it’s midnight, remember) just stops and basically stands next to me. I said “Hi” and didn’t get much back. I’m no big guy (5’11”) but for the group I was with I was tall. The guy seemed like he was hiding from everyone by standing close to me. Then I recognize the short guy standing close next to me! A certain sax player from a certain hugely popular late 70s Detroit based band who’s bullets were silver. I loved these guys! I basically just calmly told him how our stepdad (who he knew back in the day) had taken us to see them at Pine Knob a couple times in the late 70s and how my brother and I started playing guitar about then. I’m not joking when I say he could not have been more uninterested. The rest of my group (except my stepdad who was talking to his manager) had no clue who he was and I was not loudly talking at all so I’m not sure what happened there, but it was unusual.