Some months ago a neighbour of mine complained that his PC was acting, "strange", so I offered to take a look at it for him. It didn’t take me long to realise that his PC was infested with spyware & weird dial ups. I dug a bit deeper and found that the majority of his problems were due to the fact that he was visiting a lot of gay porn sites. Now this guy is over 60, and his wife had recently threatened to kick him out as he'd been receiving mail from some gay porn sites and gay dating sites.
He was embarrassed when I discovered this, but I played it down, and went along with his claim that he was simply being bombarded by gay spam, despite the fact that he'd entered his credit card details into at least one of these sites, and was also being contacted by other elderly gay guys looking for "friendship".
I cleared up his PC, removed the spyware, dialups and rather graphic images stored in his temp files, but I explained to him that while I could set up some filters to block incoming mail from specific addresses he'd have to either cancel his subscription to some of these sites, or at least use another mail account to receive these mails, one that his wife didn't know about. It came as no surprise that he chose the latter option, so I set up a Hotmail account for his gay mail.
Now his wife is a lovely lady, and is always keen to help us with dropping off number 1 son to school should I be away, bring our washing in if its raining while we're out etc etc. This morning she really put me on the spot. Mr Neighbour asked me over again (as he does every couple of weeks) as his wife was out, complaining that his PC was acting "weird" again. There was nothing wrong with his PC, he simply didn’t like the way his Thunderbird e-mail prog displayed a preview of messages. His wife came home just as I finished up she walked into the house with a smile on her face, until she saw the both of us at his PC. I made my apologies and left. A minute or so later she came to our house while I was fiddling in the garage. She asked me to promise her that I’d tell her if Mr Neighbour was looking at gay porn sites or was contacted any prospective gay 'friends'. I played dumb, and mildly shocked at the thought that Mr Neighbour was interested in such things. She appeared really sad and confused.
So - how do I play it. Pretend I know nothing? Tell him I wont help him any more? Tell her? (I don’t like the last option - as it's none of my business IMO.)
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