Horris is only four years old, but he already knows all about being grown up. He's such a BIG little boy that his astounded parents decide he should get a job. So every morning he puts on a bow tie and rides his trike to the box factory where he works.
Horris likes his job, but he's not sure he's cut out to be a grown-up. He hates coffee, he can't use sharp knives, and he can barely count past ten. When he sees what most kids do for a living, he wonders if he should just go back to acting his age!
When Horris is born, "The doctors said they'd never seen a baby that large." His parents decide it will just be easier if 4–year–old Horris gets a factory job. After all, he can sort by size and color and count to 10. Sacked on the day higher counting is required, Horris discovers a playground on the way home. To his amazement, the children tell him they receive no "pay" for their job of playing, but Horris decides it's the best anyway. "[T]he hours are great." This wry adult humor is not inaccessible to children.