There is one homeless man in Chicago that all of my friends that work downtown know.  His name is Reggie and everyday he greets the people that pass by him with an emphatic, ‘Happy Friday!’ or whichever day of the week it happens to be.  One of my friends, that is the editor of a magazine, wants to do a story on him.  He talks to him all the time, and apparently the company he used to work for filed for bankruptcy, and he never really recovered.  Reggie is not the most gracious of homeless people though.  One time my friend Zack gave him a Krispy Kreme doughnut and he told Zack that he would take it because he was homeless, but he probably would not like it.  Another time Zack handed him two dollars, thinking that was being more than generous, and Reggie looked at him and asked if that was all he was giving him.  Another time Zack brought him into Dunkin Donuts to buy him breakfast, and he made a huge mess and was very obnoxious.  He does have his good side though.  For my brother’s birthday my friend Zack had Reggie leave him a voicemail singing him happy birthday.