Teach a man to fish and you’ll feed him for a lifetime. Help a farmer plow his field, however, and then he’ll want you to unwither his crops, feed his chickens and more.
I’m for helping neighbors, but when do their constant requests become un-neighborly?
I’m not talking about real farmers now, but virtual farmers in Farmville.
Farmville reminds me of the book, “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie.” It starts off innocent, with one cookie. But then the mouse wants milk to wash it down with, then a napkin. Requests multiply.
A few years ago, I wrote about what happens if you give a teen a cell phone. She’ll want a fashionable cell phone holder and then a new handbag. Soon, she’s asking for a new car to plug the new cell phone charger into.
Now people who help neighbors on Farmville aren’t necessarily victims. My aunt Matilda explained that they earn points. Gone are the days of helping a neighbor for nothing. Now I may be overreacting. I don’t have a virtual farm. If I did, it would have already been foreclosed on by a virtual home lender.
All I know is, every time I respond to one Farmville request, 10 follow. Soon, they’ll be asking for the virtual shirt off my virtual back.