SpinnerBait_Nut
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"Time Waits For No One"<br /> <br />A man came home from work late again, tired<br />and irritated. He found his 5-year-old son<br />waiting for him at the door.<br /> <br />"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"<br /> <br />"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.<br /> <br />"Daddy, how much money do you make an<br />hour?"<br /> <br />"That's none of your business! What makes<br />you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.<br /> <br />"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much<br />do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.<br /> <br />"If you must know, I make $20 an hour."<br /> <br />"Oh," the little boy sighed, head bowed. Looking<br />up, he asked "Daddy, may I borrow $10 please?"<br /> <br />The father was furious. "If the only reason you<br />wanted to know how much money I make is just<br />so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some<br />other nonsense, then you march yourself straight<br />to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're<br />being so selfish. I work long, hard hours every day<br />and don't have time for such childish games."<br /> <br />The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the<br />door.<br /> <br />The man sat down and started to get even madder<br />about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask<br />such questions only to get some money.<br /> <br />After an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and<br />started to think that he may have been a little hard<br />on his son. Perhaps there was something his son<br />really needed to buy with that $10, and he really<br />didn't ask for money very often.<br /> <br />The man went to the door of the little boy's room and<br />opened it. "Are you asleep, son?" he asked.<br /> <br />"No daddy. I'm awake." replied the boy.<br /> <br />"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you<br />earlier." said the man. "It's been a long day, and<br />I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10<br />you asked for."<br /> <br />The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank<br />you, Daddy!" he exclaimed. Then, reaching under<br />his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up<br />bills.<br /> <br />The man, seeing that the boy already had money,<br />started to get angry again.<br /> <br />The little boy slowly counted out his money, then<br />looked up at his dad.<br /> <br />"Why did you want more money if you already had<br />some?" the father demanded.<br /> <br />"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do." the<br />little boy replied. <br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />"Daddy, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?"
