30 days of me, myself and 1, Day 27 : The day you felt like a superhero.
Once, at a starbucks I stopped a man that was trying to steal a woman’s handbag. It was pure reflexes, I didn’t actually felt like a superhero. Particularly not when the guy came back in the starbucks and dropped his mango frapuccino on me. I then had to spent the rest of the day with mango on me (eventhough I did my best to wash myself in the restroom). At the end of the day, the odor was so disgusting that I still can’t eat mangoes, years after the incident. The worst part is that the woman I helped didn’t even check on me (I mean she saw the guy come towards me, he could have hurt me) nor even said thanks. So I guess I did all of that for nothing. Still, I was batman. More or less.