Many years ago, Mr Tailor, an Englishman, stayed in a hotel in Germany. He usually had lunch in a little cafe. Every time he came to the table,…

Many years ago, Mr Tailor, an Englishman, stayed in a hotel in Germany. He usually had lunch in a little cafe. Every time he came to the table, aGerman who was sitting there stood up and said: "Mahlzeit." The Englishman answered: "Tailor."One day, Mr Tailor met an English friend. "The Germans have strange tradi tions," he said. "Every time I come to the cafe for lunch, a German stands up and tells me his name."That seems strange to me, too," the friend said. "What does the man say? "He tells me his name — Mahlzeit," Mr Tailor answered. His friend laughed: "Mahlzeit" isn't his name, it's the German word for "good appetite" The German is a polite man and he is simply saying "Mahlzeit" to you because you are going to eat."The next day, when Mr Tailor came into the cafe, he smiled to the German and said, "Mahlzeit." The German stood up and answered: "Tailor! "