So we're in New York (I'm covering the New York Auto Show, while my partner sightsees for a couple of days, and then we spend a couple of days in Brooklyn), and finishing up a delicious Italian dinner in midtown with some friends. I duck out to hit the bathroom, and, as I'm waiting to go in (it's a single unit setup), an older gentleman exits, sitting down at the table just near ours. He looks really familiar...
Back at our table, I look up a name on my iPhone, and discreetly show the photo to my friend Matt, who's sitting next to me.
"Hey! Is this guy sitting right behind me?"
"Umm... Yeah. Who is it?"
"Walt Mossberg. He's the technology writer for the Wall St Journal."
At which point the gentleman in question (along with, I learned, his wife and son) gets up from his table, ready to leave. And he sees his photo on my iPhone as I'm showing it to Matt.
"That is so bizarre."
I apologized for the semi-stalkerish behavior, and mentioned I had just read his iPad review that morning (and that mine was en route for a Saturday delivery). He asked what I would have done had he written a negative review, at which point I sheepishly replied I'd probably have gotten one anyway.
I can't imagine I'm the only geek to spot him in public, and he was friendly and courteous the entire time. So, no harm, no foul, and a funny story...