Snow. Kidneys. Flu. Soup. Bag of poop. Airdrop!Posted: February 7, 2010
Sometimes I do things that are the right thing to do, even though I can’t really do much.
With the weekend blizzard in the DC area I called two of my friends in the area to check on how they were doing. Now these are people who I’d do anything for. They’re on the list of people I would give a kidney. Actually, they’re on the list of people I’d give a kidney, even if they weren’t sick. If one of them just thought it would be cool to have a third kidney, they get it.
As the phone was ringing I had in mind to ask if they had power, food, etc. Then I had a thought. What am I going to do about it if they don’t have those things? My buddy answered the phone and I just went on and admitted that I wanted to know but I wasn’t going to be able to do a thing to help. As of the call, they had everything they needed. Good, that took some pressure off me.
Manners and concern drive me to do things like making that kind of call knowing there isn’t a thing I can do.
If one of the people I supervise calls in sick for a couple of days with the flu I will always ask if they’re ok and if they need anything. Now the truth is, these people’s homes live in an area spanning several counties. It would be a huge pain in the butt if they said, “you know, I’m out of chicken soup”.
If anyone took me up on my offer I’d be driving for an hour, and that doesn’t even count the soup acquisition process. Then there is the getting it to them. They don’t want to hang out and talk while they’re all flu ridden. I’m not into sitting around watching them stare listlessly at a game show while they eat soup.
I think my solution if any sick people need something from me is to put it at their front door, ring their door bell and run like I just set a flaming bag of dog poop on their porch.
That’s it! The whole key to this issue for me is the delivery system.
Yes, the delivery system! I want to help. I want my friends to be comfortable and have what they need. It isn’t that I don’t want to help. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it. What I need is a way to deliver that help, quickly, over a long distance.
I need my own air force. Nothing ostentatious. Maybe a plane with one of those back doors I could shove stuff out of. Oh, and a helicopter I could lower something from in a basket. I’m pretty sure soup kind of spills when it falls out of a plane.
I’m so good at offering to do the right thing. Execution is a problem.
Experienced pilots wanted.