Quality Of Life

A man came home from work late again, tired andirritated,to find his 5-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 asksuch a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me,how much do youmake 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 asilly 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 aboutthe little boy's questioning. How dare he ask suchquestions 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 hardon his son. Maybe there was something he reallyneeded 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 andopened the door.
"Are you asleep son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, may be I was too hard on youearlier," said the man.
"It's been a long day and I took my aggravation outon you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."

The little boy sat straight up, beaming.
"Oh, thankyou daddy" he yelled.Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out somemore crumpled up bills.The man, seeing that theboy 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 hadsome?" 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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Moral:Share these stories with someone you like..........but even better, share $20.00 worth of time with someone you love...........just a short reminder to all of usworking so hard for our living.However, let us not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some quality time with those who really matter to us. ' Attitudes are more important than facts'.