The Desk Mate Investment

Summary

My desk mate couldn't afford lunch, so I said:

"I'll treat you!"

My desk mate couldn't afford medicine, so I said:

"I'll buy it for you!"

I single-handedly raised him from a skinny little monkey into a strapping, 6'2" handsome guy.

After graduating high school, we went our separate ways. I heard he was found by his billionaire father, while my family fell into ruin.

To save up for living expenses, I became a sales associate at a luxury store, and my desk mate became my customer.

The tables turned. This time, it was his turn to say:

"Pick whatever you want."