Actually, oddly enough, I get approached a lot by women needing help. Maybe it's my manly Sean-Connery-like chest, or my slurring Edinburgh brogue.
Anyway, to date I've had to give two women lifts whilst on my way to work - one to the doctor for her foot (couldn't walk it, fair enough) and one to the mechanic because her car was dead. So I've helped. Used to do outreach classes for free to schools too. And I hold doors, carry packages, all that sort.
I like helping others and lending people in need a helping hand. It gives me a moment in my busy day to stop and plan my cold, cold revenge on the world.