A good deed

Today I got cash at the Whole Foods in Union Square and shoved it in my pocket, sat in front of the park and ate my sandwich with a friend, and got on the six train and went to spanish class. I am always late for spanish class and today was no exception, and I hate being late to it, so I was running madly across 42nd street. I had just reached the building when some tapped me on the shoulder and handed me the $40 and the cash receipt I had put in my pocket. I was too astonished to even offer him part of the money, which would have been a nice gesture. I guess maybe I had some good kharma coming back to me today.