Thursday I get a call from a woman claiming to be a friend of a co-worker. She said the co-worker thought I might be able to solve a computer problem (installing an ethernet card and hooking up a cable modem). She was willing to pay me for said service. I figured, why not, I can always use the extra cash. Oh, by the way, I live in Distant-town about 30 miles away. No problem, I say.
The next day at work, co-owrker apologizes for not calling me first and asking if it’s okay to have friend call me. I say, again, no problem. Co-worker’s friend calls me and gives me directions. Instructions are clear enough and I tell her I’ll leave Sunday morning at 11am. On the road I go. The instructions were dead on the money and I find the friend’s house. It’s about 11:50am.
What I did NOT find what was the friend. No car. No repsonse to numerous knocks on the door. No note on the door.
Well, this sucks. Maybe they went to the store or something at the last minute, so I’ll wait a few minutes. in the hot sun. in my at-the-moment-un-air-conditioned car. I mean, it’s only 90 degrees and there’s no shade.
Thirty minutes and four gallons of sweat later, I say, screw this, and I head back home.
I didn’t leave a note. When I got home, there was no message on the machine. I am officially “not here” for the rest of the day. Tomorrow at work, I will be civil (as always) to cow-orker. And, no, I don’t think I’ll try again to go to the friend’s house.
She can take her computer to Best Buy or some such place and they can ream her out for the simple service she needs.