Daddy, how much do you make an hour?

A small touching story mainly for professionals...


A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his
5-year old son waiting for him at the door.



SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'


DAD: 'Yeah sure, what is it?' replied the man.


SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'


DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?'
the man said angrily.


SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an
hour?'


DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'


SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.


SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'


The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you
can borrow some money 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 are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this
childish behavior.'


The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.


The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little
boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some
money?


After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to
think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that
$25 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 out my aggravation on you. Here's the
$25 you asked for.'


The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' He
yelled.


Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry
again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up
at his father.


'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father
grumbled.


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


'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?


Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with
you.'


The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he
begged for his forgiveness.


It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We
should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some
time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.


Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you
love.





If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily
replace us in a matter of days.


But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the
rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than to our family.