Friday, May 30
#18, Oscar.
Oscar was a "homeless" man who always sat on a couple of milk crates next to the flower shop, smiling and saying "hi" to people as they walked by. Every day, when i got to work, Oscar would say "how are you" in his particular way, always the same. He made a lot of money, just sitting there all day, and sometimes during the holidays he would guard the shop for us overnight, when we had too much on display to bring inside. Turns out he had a house, a car, and a wife! Strange.
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