Meeting New People

Meg and i have been trying to meet new people, hopefully even German people. imagine that hey?

Yeah, not so much... I think we could say it all started with a pretzel. A hot pretzel. It was so hot and tasty that i forgot to pay for it. The guy gave it to me and i was so excited about it that i immediately turned to Meg and started talking about it. That would have been ok except i hadn't paid yet. i was holding the money though, so i wasn't being a kleptomaniac intentionally. Turns out, that the only other guy at the pretzel place just happened to see what happened and also spoke English. Nice. I was kind of like- that's great. i think i am just going to wander away here really quick and never think about that guy again. HAHAHAHAHA. Apparently fate can be a bit cruel here...

So Meg and i wander away and manage to find a couple of seats next to an older woman and a young girl. Turns out they were Pretzel Boy's mom and daughter. They were waiting for a train as well and the five of us sat there and chatted. Then, as their train pulls up to the station buddy hands us a card with his name and cell number. He didn't even catch our names and we sure didn't catch his until we saw it on the card. lol.

Anyway- turns out his name is Matt. And yes, we did call him. Also- he is not a crazy stalker, so not so bad. And all because i have a tendency to get excited over fresh pretzels.

It makes me wonder though, if i had tried to steal some weinerschnitzel, would i now have a new German friend? Is that really how this meeting people thing works????