So, we meet again

On Thursday I didn't really feel like going to the social night with some clients. But then I thought, fine, why not, they might have spicy wings like last time, so I can just occupy myself with the snacks if it's really boring.

They were also showing the football match in the pub where we met so most of them was turning their back on us to watch it. It was a bit awkward. Rebecca, Cara and I were just talking among ourselves, when one of our clients, Mr. Giggles turned around, looked at us, and said, "You have really small teams in your office."
We hadn't the slightest clue what he's talking about or how has he any idea about our teams, so just  muttered something. He didn't wait too long to add, "Well, you are not very tall, are you?", and winked.
True, we three are almost like hobbits, so suddenly all of started giggling, but he didn't stop there. "I don't mean to be rude... but you are small." Ok, got it. Hilarious.

After I spotted a familiar face. So, we meet again, I thought. On the last meeting he was really strange. When I introduced myself, he just kept staring at my hand sticking out, then turned to my colleauge, who was standing next to me, and shook his instead. So I just call him The Weirdo ever since. I was quite sure he will do something like that again, but to my biggest surprise he grabbed my hand and shook it quite vigorously.

Later he asked me where I'm from. When I told him, I'm a hun, he just went silent. I was prepared for horse jokes, but none came. Mr. Giggles said, "You are the first hungarian I've ever seen", and stared at me, leaning forward slightly. Well, of course you have to take a really good look, don't you, like in the museum at the mummy of the first iceman. These are the situations when I have absolutely no idea what to say, so most of the times I just smile and nod. Smile and nod.

When finally the food arrived I managed to grab only one chicken wing. It was quite popular, so to avoid fights I decided to stick to chips and scampi because noone really seemed to go for them.
I also tried a new beer, Mac's Gold, from New Zealand. It was really nice. But came with a freakin' heavy beer stein, so it was quite an exercise just to hold my Kiwi drink.

When we left, one of my colleagues, Martin Awesome grabbed my hand and said, "It was really nice to meet you." No idea what was so nice about it. He meets me in the office every day and won't even say hello.