I've got a new colleague at work - he's from uni and he's wet behind the ears, but he's alright. (Let's call him John.)
Earlier this week, he said to me "where's that guy from", pointing to a big lad in the corner who has an eastern European accent. I quickly said "I've no idea", being slightly concerned about how loud he'd said this, like it isn't even a slightly potentially sensitive issue, in an open office where everyone can hear everything you say.
JOHN: "His accent, he's not from around here is he?"
ME: "Probably not, no."
We left it at that.
Today... Our boss is talking to him, and remembering this conversation (he must have overheard us), he stops, and points towards the guy in the corner.
BOSS: "Hungary."
JOHN: "Definitely".
Confused silence.
JOHN: "He's always got LOADS of food on his desk hasn't he, I always see loads of Greggs wrappers and-"
Before this can get any more offensive, he interrupts:
BOSS: "No, no, he's FROM Hungary".
JOHN: "Oh, right."
He's literally changed colour now - raspberry pink.
Idiot.