my good deed.
I drove my parents to the aiport this morning at 5am. My step-dad was of course a jerk the whole way to Oakland. He criticized my driving and my music. I left the airport pissed off, but all of that changed when I decided to pay for the person behind me at the toll booth. I sped off before I could see the car behind me pull up, fearing an awkward moment as we drove on. A guy about my age caught up to me, honked and waved. I hope he wasn't some asshole or criminal on the loose, but I like to think that later today he'll say "yeah, this morning some chick paid for me at the toll booth". It left me with a good feeling. I recommend doing it if you have a few extra dollars in your wallet.