Last week, I did a good deed. I do good deeds all the time (if I do say so myself), but this one was especially good.

I was waiting impatiently for the bus to pick me up in a rather “unsavory” neighborhood and take me home. I did know there were some road closures and bus routes that were going to be impacted by the arrival of President Obama, but I wasn’t sure this stop was affected. It was about 30 minutes before I came to the conclusion that it was, and decided to head down another block.

There was one other bus rider waiting for the same bus – a young boy. Judging by his school uniform, it looked like he had just gotten out of school. Of course, the first two things I notice: he wasn’t wearing a jacket (in San Francisco, COME ON) and that he reminded me of my little brother.

When I started walking to the other bus stop, he followed. I mentioned I thought the President was coming into town and the bus may not be coming. He hopped alongside.

We arrived at the next stop and the bus wasn’t coming for 33 more minutes. I looked at the boy and asked him where he was going. Braces gleaming, he told me he was going just three blocks away from my apartment. I decided to call a Lyft and asked if he wanted a ride home. He happily agreed and we began chatting.

He introduced himself as Brian, and shook my hand. He’s 14 and goes to school around the corner from the first bus stop. His favorite subject in school is science and he wants to grow up and be a doctor. He hates math. Small talk with a 14-year-old is adorable. No, I don’t play any sports, but I did in college. He plays a bajillion. When asked what my favorite Super Hero is, I replied with Spiderman. Mostly because I think Tobey McGuire is pretty cute and having him kiss me while upside down doesn’t seem half bad. I’d prefer Andrew Garfield, though. Brian, on the other hand, loves Ironman. Like, loves.

Our Lyft driver arrived. Covered in tattoos and with as much energy as you’d expect someone to have after downing about 6.8 5-Hour Energy drinks. A stranger giving two strangers a ride home: the Inception of a good deed?

Anyway, we’re driving along and the driver mentions he owns his own music production company (I think) and was super stoked to hear that I work for Adobe. He “basically lives in After Effects.” Then, he starts to chit chat about how his company produced the music for Ironman.

I whip my head to face the back seat and see the hugest, widest, grin on Brian’s face. He was Blown. Away. Not only does a nice lady give him a ride home, but the ride is with someone famous. I could just see the wheels turning.

“You know, Brian loves Ironman!” I tell the driver.

The driver goes on to talk about how short Robert Downey Jr. is and how nice Gwenyth Paltrow is. Let me tell you, this kid was on cloud nine.

We dropped Brian off at his corner and the drive took me to mine. I was happy knowing that 14-year-old future doctor got home safe and sound.

I tweeted about the “good deed.” Mostly because the kid was very cute and absolutely made me think of my little brother (who’s not so little anymore).

Lyft responded to my Tweet, thanking me for taking care of the San Francisco community and ReTweeted it to share with the Lyft community. Working in social media and community management, I was definitely delighted to see great engagement from a brand. Lyft surprised me with their responses and true appreciation for the act of kindness.

Small acts of kindness can sometimes lead to paying it forward. And before we know it, we have a ripple effect.