So over my life, I’d be the nice guy, the guy who goes out of his way for people, sacrificing time and money if needed.

This is NOT a nice guys finish last post. I don’t believe that. Not like doing good things is a bad thing, but at 43 they really have to be weighed as to if the effect on me is worth it.

A friend, Craig, asked me to help out with his Fantasy Baseball draft tonight. A Monday night. It’s in NJ, more than an hour away. It starts at 8pm.

Sure I’ll go.

Craig’s good people. I don’t see him often. And a sports writing celebrity happens to be part of his league. So that’s cool.

However, it cost over $20 in tolls on the road. Craig didn’t offer to pay and it didn’t hit me to ask until I was already on the way home.

Plus, it ended around 10:30pm and when I got home it finally took almost 2 hours, some roads were closed so detours needed to be taken. Plus my neighborhood is a bitch to find parking spots past 9pm on a night before cars have to be moved the next morning do the street sweepers could go down the street.

So was it worth the gas, the $20+ in tolls and all that traveling especially that late? Honestly? No.

Ok I’m more apt to say yes to those things because I’m out of work and I have a more free schedule. But honestly, that shouldn’t factor in.

Yes I could have said no to Craig. But I didn’t. And I need to start weighing the Pain in the Ass factor before saying Yes to doing something.

Noted.