short stories made by people to open your eyes once in a while in the path of life. as usual, i got this from the email that i would like to share with you.

A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find

his 5 years 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 that

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?"

Share these stories with someone you like...but even better, share

$20.00 worth of time with someone you love.

Nice story!

Heh...my future son won´t have this problem with saving money for an hour with his old man considering what I make an hour. [img]graemlins/laugh2.gif[/img]

Great story Harkoliar! [img]graemlins/awesomework.gif[/img]
Very thoughtfull, whoever wrote it. Makes me want to see my boy, Blaine. He is 5 and is only here every other weekend. He is me and my x's son. When he's here it is always so busy, and like the father in this story, I am always tired and grumpy after 12 hours of driving around drunk a$$holes all nite. Anyway, good one man.

what a smart kid, I wonder if my future child ( if any ) will be as smart as that.

Good one [img]graemlins/thumbsup.gif[/img]