From the 5-year-old department
I opened the Dominos Dots and took a look at the container of Sweet Icing. To my disappointment, it was not the huge vat of sugary goodness my wife had promised.
“This is not a lot,” I exclaimed. “This is just a pittance!”
She responded that at her meeting the icing had come in a large container; but then again, they had ordered a lot of the Dots.
“What does that mean?” he asked.
“Pittance?”
“Yeah.”
“It means only a little,” I answered.
I started to eat and forgot all about the pittance. Our conversation turned to other things - work, the house, whatever.
“What’s better than nothing?” he interjected.
Being the smart-ass I am and only half-listening anyway, I responded, “Something.” Back to my pizza I went.
“What’s better - something or nothing?” he rephrased.
“Something,” I guessed.
“Then you should be thankful for… what’s that word?”
I smiled. “Pittance.”
The kid has perspective, man. Perspective - like the guy who only wanted a pair of shoes - until he saw another man without feet.