"A Little Boy Buying Time"

The man came home from work late again, tired and
irritated, to find his 6 year old son waiting for him
at the door.

"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.

"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"

"That's none of your business! What makes you ask
such a thing?" the man said angrily.

"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you
make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.

"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour." "Oh," the
little boy replied, head bowed.

Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"

The father was furious. "If the only reason you
wanted to know how much money I make is just so you
can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other
nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room
and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish.
I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time
for such childish games.

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the
door. The man sat down and started to get even madder
about the little boy's questioning.

How dare he ask such questions only to get some
money. After an hour or so, the man had calmed down,
and started to think he may have been a little hard
on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed
to buy with that $10.00, and he really didn't ask for
money very often.

The man went to the door of the little boy's room and
opened the door. "Are you asleep son?" he asked

"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.

"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you
earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I
took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00
you asked for.

The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh,thank
you Daddy" he yelled.

Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some
more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing the boy already
had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked
up at the man.

"Why did you want more money if you already had
some?" the father grumbled.

"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the
little boy replied.

"Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?

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