It was a typical Friday night family
outing at a small family owned diner. After placing their food order
the parents were talking as 8 year old Timmy was watching the various
activities you typically find in such a setting. Timmy's father, Tim,
felt someone tugging at his shirt and looked to find his son looking
at him quizzically. Timmy pointed to a boy his age cleaning off a
table and asked, “Why is that girl doing that?”
Tim knew some details about the diner
and replied, “That's the owner’s daughter and she helps out after
school.” He then turned his attention back to his wife, thinking
little about the question.
A moment later he felt the tugging once
more and turned to see the same quizzical look on his son's face.
Timmy asked, “Does that girl get paid? Is it like a real job?”
Tim knew that his son would never
understand child labor laws and decided on the simple answer, “I
guess you could call it a job and I think they would pay her
something.” At that moment Timmy excused himself from the table.
Dad assumed it was for a bathroom break.
Ten minutes later his son returned. A
moment later the diner owner walked over to the table and asked, “Are
you Timmy's parents?”