So I saw a midget at a nightclub over the summer, and I didn't know how to talk to him. I didn't want it to seem like I just wanted to talk to him because he was a midget (even though I did). He was surrounded by people, and his girlfriend said to the crowd to leave him alone. I felt bad for him because you never know if someone is just friends with you because you're a midget. I walked away.
I thought I had missed my chance to meet a midget. I went into the smoking room and saw the midget while I was smoking a cigarette. I didn't wanna just start talking to him because of reasons stated earlier. So while he wasn't looking, I put out my cigarette. I then said, "hey, can I borrow your lighter?" He said, "yes".
I met a midget.
