When I was a kid, my Dad would tell me this story:
There was once a little girl, and she was very pretty. Two little boys both wanted to be her boyfriend. One of them was rich, and the other one didn't have a lot of money.
Christmas was coming, and the little girl wanted a tea party set, complete with teacups, saucers, and a teapot. Both of the boys resolved to buy her a tea set in order to win her heart.
The rich boy went home and got some money for presents. He went out and bought a beautiful tea set, with all of the little cups and the teapot painted with pink flowers. He was sure that the girl would love his present the best, and that he would become her boyfriend for sure.
The poor boy couldn't just go home and get money, because his parents didn't have any. So he went and got a job. He didn't make much because he was so young, but he did make a little bit. Enough to buy the little girl one chipped teacup. No saucers, no teapot. He was nervous about giving it to the girl, as the rich boy's gift was sure to be that much better than his.
So Christmas time came, and both boys went to the girl's house. The rich boy decided to give her his gift first, and sure enough, she loved the beautiful tea set painted with pink flowers. The poor boy got nervous. Should he even give the gift to her? But it was too late to back out now. The little girl opened his small gift, and was ecstatic. She gave the rich boy back his gift and declared that she liked the gift from the other boy much better, even though it was chipped and it wasn't really a complete set.
The rich boy wanted to know why she liked the shitty broken teacup better than his expensive set, and she explained that even a small gift from the poor boy was more special than anything he could have bought her with his parents' money, because the poor boy obviously had to work extremely hard to even afford the little teacup. That he put the energy into the gift and worked hard to get her something special meant so much more than the expensive tea set ever would. Needless to say, the rich boy left in a huff and the poor boy got to be the little girl's girlfriend.
The Moral: The work someone puts into relationships with other people means more than any gift that they can lavish upon them. I know a lot of people that know this, but I know some that really don't or have forgotten. A broken teacup from someone who worked hard to attain the gift and will thus work hard in his relationships with you should always mean more than a full tea set from some bastard who doesn't put effort into his relationships with other people, is probably just trying to get in your pants, and may have dated me at some point.
My father taught me this.
There was once a little girl, and she was very pretty. Two little boys both wanted to be her boyfriend. One of them was rich, and the other one didn't have a lot of money.
Christmas was coming, and the little girl wanted a tea party set, complete with teacups, saucers, and a teapot. Both of the boys resolved to buy her a tea set in order to win her heart.
The rich boy went home and got some money for presents. He went out and bought a beautiful tea set, with all of the little cups and the teapot painted with pink flowers. He was sure that the girl would love his present the best, and that he would become her boyfriend for sure.
The poor boy couldn't just go home and get money, because his parents didn't have any. So he went and got a job. He didn't make much because he was so young, but he did make a little bit. Enough to buy the little girl one chipped teacup. No saucers, no teapot. He was nervous about giving it to the girl, as the rich boy's gift was sure to be that much better than his.
So Christmas time came, and both boys went to the girl's house. The rich boy decided to give her his gift first, and sure enough, she loved the beautiful tea set painted with pink flowers. The poor boy got nervous. Should he even give the gift to her? But it was too late to back out now. The little girl opened his small gift, and was ecstatic. She gave the rich boy back his gift and declared that she liked the gift from the other boy much better, even though it was chipped and it wasn't really a complete set.
The rich boy wanted to know why she liked the shitty broken teacup better than his expensive set, and she explained that even a small gift from the poor boy was more special than anything he could have bought her with his parents' money, because the poor boy obviously had to work extremely hard to even afford the little teacup. That he put the energy into the gift and worked hard to get her something special meant so much more than the expensive tea set ever would. Needless to say, the rich boy left in a huff and the poor boy got to be the little girl's girlfriend.
The Moral: The work someone puts into relationships with other people means more than any gift that they can lavish upon them. I know a lot of people that know this, but I know some that really don't or have forgotten. A broken teacup from someone who worked hard to attain the gift and will thus work hard in his relationships with you should always mean more than a full tea set from some bastard who doesn't put effort into his relationships with other people, is probably just trying to get in your pants, and may have dated me at some point.
My father taught me this.
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