As a teen in the 70’s, my thumb got me anywhere I needed to go. For the long trips, I’d pre-write way points with names of states, intersections, highway numbers, etc. and I always carried one sign that just said “Please” to use for the oddball legs of the trip.
It didn’t take many trips before I pared down all my signs to just that one special message. It was karma-inducing. I can’t tell you how many times I heard “I never pick up hitch hikers…ever” from little old ladies who stopped because they couldn’t deny such a “polite young man”! I can’t say I do the same today. The world just isn’t that same free love life experience that we had back then. But I’d stop for hitchBOT…surely I would. Wouldn’t I? Does he say “Please”?