The man pushes a cart in which a baby cries hysterically over the milk that has spilt in his bottle:
- Be patient, Job!
The child continues crying.
The man persists:
- Patience is the key to Salvation, Job!
The child's hysteria remains constant:
- Everything comes to an end, Job!
Another man passing by asked him:
- It seems that your words did nothing to ease the pain that your child, Job, is feeling!
The man replied:
- "Job" is my name, and patience is what I am lacking.