I spent the weekend rebuilding a server for a customer. A server that I didn't break. They're paying me, but for what? Ten or twelve hours of my precious weekend?
I still went swimming twice.
I taught my after school programs today and the kids are borderline savage. Most of them are in fourth and fifth grade so that shouldn't be too big of a surprise.
I went swimming afterwards and saw two turtles swimming together. There was a lot of cloudiness in the water which caught the light in an enchanting way.
Now I'm home and working on a laptop for an acquaintance, recovering pictures. In the last 6 weeks I've probably worked on four or five laptops. I don't accept money when working on personal gear. Money brings with it expectation and I don't want any expectations. The $25 or $50 they can't afford to pay me is not worth the obligation, expectation and guilt that comes when their shitty laptop dies in 6 months or their kid installs shitty adware and I get blamed.
So I work for free, or if they insist then I accept food which is what I would've spent that $25 or $50 on anyway. But this way they get to share a piece of their life, they're expertise with me in exchange for mine. Usually I prefer not to get anything in return, because it means I generate good will. I produce Aloha and that is much more valuable than anything else. I make the ties to my community much stronger.
My time is spent working on computers. The value of those few scant hours is immeasurable in community building.
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