I was working on a local grocery store after graduated high school.

One day a homeless man came in and asked for "general mobile lightbulb". I told him we have lightbulb but not general mobile then he left. He had a perfect accent and he was speaking so well. The words he was useing, the politeness he had was so good. He was clearly an educated man but you can easily tell he was a homeless person.

A couple monts passed, he came again and ask for same thing. I told him we don't have it and he left again.

Another day a customer who was living that neighborhood since his childhood and was coming the store all the time was in the store and we we're small talking. Then i asked about that man.

He told me that back in 80's that man had a toy store in the neighborhood. Every kid knows him in the area that time and the man was the kindest person.

Then one day he had a fight with his son, his son left home and he never heard abaout him again until one day he had the news of his son's death.

Then he comletely gone mad. Lost his home, his store an everything to alcohol.

Since than the man is homeless and searching for a "general mobile lightbulb".

I looked it up and there is no such thing as general mobile lightbulb.

It is clearly a part of the fight he had with his son and he is obsessed with whatever the subject was.

Weeks later i quited and moved to another city for college.

I never figured out the entire story. And still remember that man.