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Originally Posted by GH85Carrera

We had a customer that was far from flashy. Just a regular Joe, and he drove an old beat up pickup. He had some really nice photos from many national parks. He offered to buy me lunch if several other employees came along. He paid for lunch and we all thanked him and offered to pay our part.

He was a super friendly down to earth guy. Evidently he inherited a large oil fortune.

My aforementioned coworker John went raccoon hunting with his brother in AR, where he grew up One of his friends was named Sam, a super friendly older man that drove an older F150. They had a good hunt, had a beer afterwards, and then Sam said his goodbyes and drove away. After he left they told John that Sam was actually Sam Walton.