I’ve held a variety of jobs through the years, but my favorite was when I spent six months as a handyman.

I never handled anything serious, like plumbing or electrical jobs, just the simple things people either didn’t know how to do or were too lazy to deal with.

One day I received a call from a woman with cable problems. It was the second week of spring and the weather was perfect — the kind that puts you in the mood for sex. In fact I was thinking about sex when I knocked on the door of her apartment. She greeted me draped in a fluffy towel, her hair dripping and clinging to her shoulders.

She gave me a quick hello and led me back to the bedroom where she couldn’t get her cable to work. I’m not an authorized cable man, but for $30 dollars I could figure out what to plug... Read More