My GPS

I bought my superpowers. That’s why everyone looks at me that way. I got from A to B but I wasn’t born with it and I didn’t get bitten by a spider or struck by lightning. If you asked me to do it again I could, given certain circumstances. It’s conditional. Nobody really respects it. There are solemn nods and occasional reluctant smirks. But it’s really only the people who need a ride that are willing to accept it, or pretend to accept it, entirely.
I like to press the buttons in the night before I arrive at your house.