Dana- Patron Saint of Bicyclists

Dana. Good Samaritan. Not often.

I generally can't be bothered to help people unless I have to.
But every now and then the "better angles of my nature" win out.
So even though I had gotten up at 5 a.m.! so I could get my chimerism run started early so I could leave early so I could..... sleep or something, I rescued my second bicyclist in 10 months.
(Ok the first was my friend and I kind of had to, but still.)

Just as I crossed the University bridge I caught sight of bright yellow jacket wandering aimlessly. I kept going. Then I felt bad. "He's probably fine I'll just back up and see."
Adam had two deep gashes (was that his eye socket I saw) on his forehead. He mentioned he might be in shock, which I agreed with. He also mentioned the vision in his right eye was fuzzy.
Nevertheless, I took him home as requested. I'm sure he'll be fine. After all, he looked a hell of alot better than Sue in May!

So, of coarse, I want to know what does this mean to me? Will I get his bad mojo? Has a debt I owed the universe been paid? Maybe something good will happen to me!
Nah.