I go to a running club a few evenings a week. We usually meet in the car park of a local pub.
A couple of weeks ago, as we were all getting ready to go home, one of the men asked whether I was going back to [my town] and whether he could have a lift. I said yes of course.
As we were driving home we were chatting about jobs. When I said what I did [law] he said there were too many lawyers in the world. Ha ha.
Last night after our run I was driving out of our pub car park and this same man saw my car and raised his hand to flag me down. He was finishing a conversation with someone but at the same time sort of loping towards my car.
I waved back cheerfully and drove away.