This was two years ago. I had a last minute chance for a few days off, took off south from Ohio, down dreaded interstate 77 (because sometimes you have to just to get where you want to go). I remembered right about Charleston WVa that it was a toll road after Charleston. (I have driven it many, many times, should have thought to get cash for tolls, or even a pass card, but I did not plan that far ahead.). So I get to the the first tool booth, stop, apologize, and hand over a 20. (I think the toll was 2.00 or 2.75 ??). The toll booth operator was a woman who gave me my change in three rolls. One for each of the next toll booths, and one for the remaining amount. I said thank you, and asked her if she rode a bike... she said no, but that she and her husband wanted to get a Harley. So she did not have to do that, didn't have to help me (and everyone who fell in line behind me at the next two toll booths) but she did.