Hero

On the train back home.
Long train ride, after dinner, nodding off.
Suddenly a huge bee flew into the carriage and buzzed around.
Frankly, it scared the shit out of me.
And it just had to land on my backpack....
:(

Helpless, I couldn't get it off my bad and if it flies off,
it's going to scare everyone else again.
So I'd resigned to my fate and decided to bring it with me off the train at my stop and try to get it off after I alight.

It was quiet for a while, everyone seemed to be at peace again.

Then a guy sitting next to me took out some tissue and helped me get that hideous bug off.
Wow, I was so impressed.

I would have tried to start a conversation with him if the whole situation/location wasn't so embarrassing.
And I was looking stupid with my backpack, big bag of stuff for work, and smaller bag slung across.
I looked like some stupid kid going home from summer camp.

Sigh.....