I’ve always believed in the principle that the world will treat you with the same amount of kindness that you treat it with. Everything that happens to you mirrors how you’ve been living.
Anyways, as everyone knows, Uber is popular with college students. To give a little background knowledge, I am currently a freshman at Boston University and I’m planning on majoring in international relations.
Two days ago, my roommate and I were too lazy to take public transportation to Newbury (shopping) so we called an Uber. When we got a notification that the driver was arriving, we went outside and it was a pretty cold day so we were hoping to get in the car soon. However, it was taking the driver a very long time, so we called him but he would not pick up. At this point, we were getting a little annoyed and restless after about 20 minutes of waiting. I told my roommate that she should just cancel the trip and get another Uber but she insisted that we take this Uber so that she can tell the driver how unprofessional this was.
Not exaggerating, we waited close to an hour and if you knew my roommate, you’d know that she can be stubborn and will not give up easily. She was really mad and was getting so frustrated, which resulted in her calling him multiple times and sending him a text that read “WHERE ARE YOU.”
We were both very tired from a long week of school that day and were extra sensitive to life’s shit.
Just in case, I told her to check the address that she sent the driver and we found out that she sent him the wrong pickup location. So, we sent him the correct address and he came in about 5-10 minutes. I already felt bad for being a little too harsh on the driver so when I got in, I was planning on saying sorry. When we got in though, he pointed at a sign posted behind the passenger seat saying that he was hearing impaired.
I immediately felt like an asshole and felt like shit because it was our fault for giving him the wrong address. He also had not answered the calls because he was hearing impaired and could only speak sign language. The amount of guilt I felt was insane and it really did make me tear up a little.
Because I felt so bad, I asked my roommate if I should give a tip saying sorry. She replied no, but I knew that if I didn’t I would feel so fucking bad. A reason I was a little hesitant about leaving a tip was that I only had a $20 bill. After a long time of contemplating, I made up my mind that I was going to give him the tip. When the car stopped at our destination, I asked for his writing pad and pen, wrote a little note saying “I’m sorry about making you wait at the wrong address. It was our fault and I apologize. Here’s a tip for your troubles and I hope you have a nice day =)” When I handed him back the notepad with the $20, he smiled and signed a happy “thank you” to me.
I almost cried because I felt like an asshole for judging someone without considering his circumstances. This is probably the best $20 I spent during college so far and I definitely felt so fucking good afterwards.
This ties into something that happened this weekend. I went to Club Envy with a bunch of guys from a fraternity that my roommate and I are close with. I got pretty intoxicated and ended up losing my Canada Goose jacket. After we came back to the frat house to afterparty and chill, I sort of accepted it and decided to figure out a solution the next day. Everyone was so kind to me and reassured me and I’m so thankful for that.
Anyways, today, (the day after I lost it) I felt like shit and I actually haven’t taken off my makeup from last night yet. I was freaking out for hours and feeling pretty down, and I even told my roommate “I know I have good karma coming my way” but it was pretty fucking hard to stay optimistic.
A few hours into my self-pitying, I got a text from my friend (who knows the manager of the club) saying that someone took it by accident and that they would send it back. I was so relieved that I almost cried (again).
I really think that this is the effect of good karma. Especially having gone through so much emotional highs/lows this week, I feel like every good thing I did paid off. I just feel so relieved and introspective into how I should live my life. Even more than before, I think I should treat everything with a little more kindness and wholeheartedness. Not just for what might come back to me if I do good deeds, but just in general. This whole weekend taught me so much more about life and how you have to live it so that you NEVER regret anything.
Good karma will come your way, and it’ll feel so much better if you know that the world is gifting you back. ❤