#Istillhatepeople

Having had the privilege of the previous car paying for my coffee at the drive through Dunks, I immediately retuned to favor and paid for the car behind me.

As I drove off, I felt all warm and fuzzy, my crackly edges warming just a little.

Until I approached the town square. He had a yield sign, I had the right of way.  He plowed right through it without even slowing.  I gave the 15 second horn blast, just to gently remind him he was in the wrong.  He flipped me the bird.   Then hit the biggest pothole in town.

Karma.

Proof that it has a sense of humor, and occasionally works in reverse.