The tale of Perry

I realized in recent times I haven't really posted a greentext only on the blog, so I decided to tell you a great story I should have told you a long time ago: the tale of Perry.

>be me
>be working at grocery store summer job
>it's alright, most the customers are fine
>some are annoying as fuck
>and some are awesome
>Perry was type number 3
>Old war veteran, pushing 90
>Always wore a USS John F Kennedy hat
>He was missing a few teeth, so it was a bit hard to understand him
>but his humor was in tact
>we'd always joke about some of the more stuck-up people at the store
>met everyone with a salute
>Every day around 4 he'd come in
>And buy 2 salmon cakes
>Not crab cakes, mind you
>Salmon cakes
>He thought the crab cakes didn't have enough crab
>he was right.webm
> Is make sure to pick out the best one for him
>Usually that meant going to the back looking for a fresh box
>But honestly it was worth braving the freezer because he honestly made my day most of the time
>after I got him the goods, he usually gave me some pretty good green tea
>always said it's the reason he lived so long
>then he'd go off and talk to people in other departments
>he was pretty well known and liked around the store
>he'd talk to everyone
>just a friendly nice dude
>a breath of fresh air after getting yelled at all day by people who are mad they had to wait 2 minutes for some ground beef
>As summer came to a close, I decided to do something nice for him
>the salmon cakes came in frozen boxes of 48
>they keep pretty well frozen, so I hatch a plan
>talk to my seafood guy
>ask him for a whole box
>he's confused but thinks it's just for a party
>Now, for the next part to make sense, for the longest time, I thought his name was Harry
>I wrote a note thanking him
>Saying he made my day
>Included my phone number
>If you need anything call me!
>Wrote Harry on the front
>The next day
>Finishing up with a customer
>Perry comes up 
>Tell him I have something for him
>Give him the box of Salmon cakes
>His face lights up
>He thanks me a ton
>Tell him no problem
>Says it'll last him till Christmas
>Gives me two packets of tea this time
>He happily goes on his way
>And that was the end of it
>Ooor so I thought
>The next day, he shows up
>Hands me a bag and says
>I had to return the favor
>Pic Related
>Open it
>Find his card
>Read it
>OMG HIS NAME WAS PERRY
>Shit.jpg
>Realize I'm an idiot
>But looking at all the kind things he wrote
>I don't think he cared
>Gave me a Marx brothers CD collection
>Wished me well in college
>Honestly one of the nicest things anyone has done for me