In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year-old boy
entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water
in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked. “50¢,” replied
the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and
studied the coins in it.
“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired.
By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing
impatient. “35¢!” she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. “I’ll have the
plain ice cream,” he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on
the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and
left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped
down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels
and five pennies. You see, he couldn’t have the sundae, because he had to have
enough left to leave her a tip.
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