On Beggars

“He’s been begging on that same corner for three months now,” said Mr. Bates. “Obviously he’s too lazy to get a real job.”

“Then why don’t you trade places with him?” asked Mr. Magundi.

“I beg your pardon—?”

“If his life is so much easier than yours—if you work so much harder than he does—then why don’t you trade places with him? Tell him you’ll stand out in the snow with a cardboard sign every day, and he can go in to your office in the marketing department and market something. You might not make quite as much money as you do now, but you’d have an easier life, and wouldn’t that be worth it?”

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