Age: 36 (born November 29th) Gender: Male Species: Human Nationality: Mostly German and some Italian, born in America. Orientation: Homosexual Status: Single, sexually frustrated, crushes on every boy he meets Religion: Jewish Occupation: Deli owner (see 'Kosh)
Physicality: 5'9"; 139 lbs.
A weak, lanky, and restless individual could often be found crouched behind a glass display case in a modest deli shop carefully inspecting his meticulous arrangement of assorted meats. Large, thick rimmed glasses rested upon the man's most striking feature; his larger than average beak-like nose. His sandy blonde hair was usually combed to one side with precision, though his nervous demeanor and shifty bright brown eyes would seem contrary to his put together appearance. He seemed meek, but something about him was a little off-putting.
Herman dutifully manned the counter at all times donning the signature tan apron which was tied behind his back in a ribbon, the logo of his pride and joy stitched pridefully in the upper left corner: 'Kosh. His work clothes were otherwise unexciting. The sleeves of his top were rolled up to over his elbows, a comfortable olive scoop neck with light orange stripes, and his socks were an identical match. This was complimented with light reddish brown shorts and work shoes. His work underclothes did vary from day to day, but this was his favorite combination. A hefty meat cleaver was often this fellow's common companion, even making an appearance at times when his current task didn't call for it.
Personality: High-strung, seemingly always tense and jumpy, it was shocking that Herman managed to keep his deli open with respectable sales and returning customers. He lends his success to his obsessive focus on every detail, from the location and quality of the meats he acquires, to their strict kosher preparation and display. He is so fixated on the minutia, such as his constant straightening or rearranging the display case in his store, he sometimes misses the bigger picture, like how uncomfortable he was making his customers. He still manages to put on a friendly face and occasionally his ruffled demeanor endears him to some.
To the casual observer, Herman seemed like your everyday fidgety anal retentive, but he harbored secret desires that were surprisingly sinister. You might be able to catch a glimpse of his proclivities if you happen to spy on him when a hapless young boy wanders into his shop.