The Value of Two Dollars

Tonight, after 6 and 1/2 hours of greasy food, whiny customers, and an achy back, I refused to accept 2 dollars from my co-worker. I don't know why I did it. The four dollar tip the family had left was to be distributed evenly between the two of us. It wasn't like a joke or anything. Nothing was "wrong" with the money. I just didn't want it. I already had 15$. Two more would have made 17$, enough to go out with my friends, see a movie, and have a good time. 15$ wouldn't really cut it. 17 is closer to 20. 20$ is a good amount to have with you. It covers gas if you need it, a drink if you are thirsty, any food you want (like ice cream or sweets), and a small token you may cherish for a while. 15$ won't make that happen. 15$ is the "no thanks" or "maybe next time" people. It makes you feel sad for them in a way. Maybe they blew thier money on something stupid before and have no money now (how they got to get together with everyone is still a mystery). If they haven't got a job that is a different story. You can sympathize with them. But when you complain about work you had better have money when you go out or people will fight back with "You work alot, you can afford that right?" and "Why do you need to borrow? You still need to pay me back from last time" . This usually ends in a joke fashion. Lets get back to the point. Why didn't I get those 2 dollars? I don't have a crush on the girl I work with, I need the money, there is no bonus or benefit from me just passing the ... what the hell. This is going no where. I'm going to do something else besides worry about my feelings. I got to work early tomorrow!