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February 25, 2008
Rewards
Not long ago I had the opportunity to provide telephone and e-mail support to four separate women on two different continents with four separate wireless networking problems.
In the end I'd made four women happy. I suspect some of this happiness came about as none of the women actually had to have me in their homes and having me around sometimes has a negative effect on the level of happiness a woman feels toward me.
Ah well. At least in none of the above cases were attorneys or large sums of money exchanged.
Two of the women I've never met in person and know only on-line. One of them lives in Canada and is 29.
Before we continue with that story, let me tell you another. This one involves Canada as well. Oh, and an on-line forum. I was in Usenet and ran across a thread in which someone was talking about a book called The Testosterone Advantage Plan. He was thinking of buying a copy and I offered to send him mine as it was going to do me no good since my low testosterone was caused by bad hormones. I had the guy send me his address and I shipped him the book for free — I even paid postage, which was a little more than usual due to the Canadian-boundness of the package.
So, my female Canadian friend had a wireless problem and it looked like her notebook might have lacked a wireless card. I several of these at work that we'll never use and I thought I'd send her one.
One of the rules I live by is that I don't ask women I don't know for their addresses. Another rule I live by is that I don't hit on women 15 years or more younger than I am. Well, women in general, but 15 or more years younger would be even more uncomfortable.
As luck would have it I was getting ready to ship presents to the children of another Canadian gal. Even luckier was the fact she knew the first woman (which is not as uncommon as it sounds … Canada is sort of thin when it comes to population). I figured I could send the gal I knew the card, she could get the address of the second gal and send the card off to her. I'd be able to keep a wireless network card out of the landfill and someone who needed one wouldn't have to shell out fifty bucks for one.
I ran the plan by woman I was sending the package to. She suggested that if I were trying to seduce the other women that I could leave her out of it.
This led to some discussion in which I pointed out how I was just trying to be a nice guy, how I thought it might be sort of creepy for me to ask for the address and how it might make her feel unsafe, and how I didn't expect to sleep with everybody I tried to do something nice for (please refer to The Testosterone Advantage Plan story above).
Conversation eventually turned to other things. One of those things reminded me of something I'd done several weeks prior and allowed me to say, "That was the Saturday night I was helping so-and-so strip wallpaper… because I'm a nice guy and not because I'm trying to sleep with her."
In the end I didn't need to send a wireless card to Canada. Some additional research uncovered a situation with the notebook that was resolvable my e-mail.
And the reward: I felt like a helper.
Posted by delmer at February 25, 2008 11:59 AM
Comments
and it was very much appreciated! you are a nice guy
Posted by: kate at February 24, 2008 5:13 PM