Today I had lunch in a downtown restaurant with a friend of mine. She spent the whole time telling me about all the bad luck she's had lately. As her tales of woe multiplied like dandelions on a summer lawn, I wondered if either one of us would get out of the conversation alive.
A busboy who was clearing tables nearby walked over and said to my friend, "You don't have any problems that $100,000 wouldn't solve."
After he walked away my friend said, "What nerve that guy has. Nobody asked his opinion."
"He has a good point, though," I said.
"What do you mean?" she said.
"A lot of people have problems which couldn't be solved by any amount of money," I said. "I'd say it's a good thing to only have the kind of problems $100,000 would solve."
"When you put it that way, " she said, "I guess I've been pretty lucky lately."