I like to help strangers that I run into. It makes me feel like Batman. Earlier this year I was walking home from my workplace and there was a female couple struggling to get a flat tire off of their hoopty mobile in front of my house, and I offered to help them. The nuts that held the wheel were seized on and I couldn't get them to budge either, and I'm a big guy. I jogged the blocks back to my workplace to pick up a can of WD-40 and a piece of pipe to put over the end of the wrench for more leverage, and after my return I had that wheel off in no time. The couple was thankful, and they finished changing the tire.

When I walked out the front door the next morning, the f--king flat tire was still sitting in front of my house. Of course it had become my responsibility to get rid of it. Those assholes had just left it there to prove that no good deed goes unpunished. Being good means nothing to many other people because they think that they are entitled to good behavior from others without having to reciprocate. That's why we have to use money.