Corpse Run 236: Never work without it
I really wish I had these when I was younger. At some point during my childhood childhood I, for reasons unbeknownst to me, became the designated go to guy for fixing computers.
At first, everything is pretty normal… you help out a relative installing something, or changing settings around for them or what-have-you, they say thanks, and the both of you move on.
Then that relative tells a few people what you did for him… and they tell a few people… and so on.
Suddenly, my phone was ringing every day during high school, with friends and family members calling and asking how to fix stuff. I’d just Google their issues to find the solutions.
As annoying as all that was, I liked helping people, so it wasn’t all that big a deal. The big deal would be when these people, who I helped for free, would call, sometimes months later and say things like, “Hey, you helped me make my email account last August, and now my computer isn’t working, what did you do?”
How the heck am I supposed to respond to that? Nowadays I try to avoid these situations altogether by not getting involved…