Thirty years ago today
I got up at 6:45 on Saturday and headed down to the flower place. I let them know I was in and then caught the streetcar across the bridge to get a coffee and a bagel with cream cheese. I came back, ate the bagel and then went outside where I saw Nancy and her parents arrive. I sat down with Nancy. She was depressed because she hadn't made any money this weekend selling flowers. I tried to comfort her and avoided bringing up our current relationship problem.
We got called in and I went back to Burlington. They dropped me on a corner where it seemed impossible to sell and so I moved right into the mall and sold only to pedestrians. I sold 439 and made $80.
I talked with Nancy later.
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