I met this man coming up the outside stairs of my building.
Me: Do you need help?
Him: No it’s ok.
Me: No, really, I can help.
Him: The bags aren’t actually mine, I just work for uber.
Me: You work for uber?
Him: Yes. An old woman got in with all of these bags and I told her to stay and watch the car while I take them to her apartment.
Me:… You… you are a very very good human.
Three cheers for Good Humans.