My office phone rings.
Caller ID: HOME
My 11-year-old son: Hello. Can I please speak to Steve?
Me: Steve? My boss?
Me: Why do you want to talk to Steve?
Son: Because I want to ask him if he has any work for me.
Me: Work? You want to work for my boss?
Son: Yeah. I want to earn some money.
Me: You want a job? You mean like how you stacked wood for our neighbor and she gave you money?
Son: Yeah. So, can I talk to Steve?
Me: No, Steve's not here, but I'll talk to him for you on Monday. You know you could do some chores and I'll pay you. Like, you could vacuum and pick up the dog poop in the yard.
Son: Can I go ask the neighbors if they have any work for me?
Me: No, I don't think you should be out there banging on neighbors' doors alone.
Son: Well, I got to earn some money. I'm broke.
Me: Well, how about you do some chores. I'll pay you a dollar a chore.
Son: Isn't there any other way I can earn some money besides doing chores?
Son: Well, then can I have a raise?