I know this is a Theravada forum but I thought I would share a "Zen" story that I just wrote...
Once upon a time there was a very wealthy young man who had enough money to buy whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. For a long time he was living very happily just doing as he pleased until one day when a poor old man approached him on a busy street.
"Excuse me, young man, do you happen to have the time?"
The young man noticed that the old man had a shiny gold wrist watch on and was puzzled why this old man was asking him for the time. He also wondered how this poor old man living in rags could have afforded such an expensive wrist watch.
"Old man, you have a wrist watch already, and quite a nice one I might add, why would you ask me for the time?" Replied the young man.
"Young man, my eyes don't work as well as they used to, I can no longer see the face of my wrist watch." Said the old man.
In classic Zen-like fashion, the young man became awakened.