One day, one man returned home late from work, as always tired and jerked, and saw that a five-year-old son was waiting for him in the doorway.
“Dad, can I ask you something?”
- Of course, what happened?
- Dad, how much do you get?
- This is not your business! - the father was indignant. “And then, why do you need this?”
- I just want to know. Please tell me how much you get per hour?
- Well, actually, 500. But what?
“Dad,” the son looked up at him with very serious eyes.
- Dad, can you borrow me 300?
“You only asked me to give you money for some stupid toy?” He shouted. - Immediately march to your room and go to bed! .. You can’t be so selfish! I work all day, I get terribly tired, and you act so stupidly.
The kid quietly went into his room and closed the door behind him. And his father continued to stand in the doorway and get angry at the requests of his son. “But how dare he ask me about his salary, then to ask for money?” But after some time he calmed down and began to reason sensibly: “Maybe he really needs to buy something very important. To hell with them, with three hundred, he had never asked me for money at all. ”
When the father entered the nursery, his son was already in bed.
“Are you awake, son?” - he asked.
- No, dad. Just lying, ”the boy replied.
“I seem to have answered you too rudely,” my father said. - I had a hard day, and I just broke loose. Forgive me. Here, keep the money you requested.
The boy sat in bed and smiled.
- Oh, dad, thank you! He exclaimed joyfully. Then he climbed under the pillow and took out a few more crumpled banknotes. His father, seeing that the child already has money, became angry again. And the kid put all the money together, and carefully counted the bills, and then looked at his father again.
“Why did you ask for money if you already have it?” He grumbled.
- Because I didn’t have enough. But now it’s enough for me, ”the child answered. “Dad, it's exactly five hundred here.” May I buy one hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow, I want you to have dinner with us.
Morality
There is no morality. I just wanted to remind you that our life is too short to spend it all at work. We must not allow her to leak through our fingers without paying even a tiny fraction of it to those who really love us, to our closest people. If we are gone tomorrow, our company will quickly replace us with someone else. And only for family and friends it will be a really big loss, which they will remember throughout their lives. Think about it, because we devote much more time to work than to family.
