Relative Worth

Houston certainly has it's share of homeless people and midtown provides a constant and conveneint place for them to seek a buck or two to help them get by. As I am walking from a bar here in midtown with a friend, Scott, a homeless man approaches us. We expect to get knocked up for a couple bucks but that is not quite how the conversation goes:

Man: Excuse me man (to Scott), can I get $.15? I just need a little help to get a .......

Scott: Here ya go man (handing him $.75)

Man: Oh, no no no, I don't need all this man, take this back (handing Scott $.50 back)

Scott: No really, it's alright, take it. You can have it.

When you really think about it, this simple interaction says a lot about the difference in value that we place on things in life. It certainly taught me a lot about the value of a dollar im more ways than what my parents ever taught me. From this man's reaction you would have thought Scott had handed him a $100 bill. I wish that I had this lesson in my memory to share with others from an earlier age.