Now I've done it. It's one thing to fail. You know, a bad guy like Black Adam comes along and beats you to a pulp. That's failure.
Then there is today, where I tried to save a famous radio dj, Leslie Willis, catching her in mid-air when she fell off a radio tower. I land safely on the ground, holding her...and get struck by lightning!
So now Leslie is in the hospital. THAT is epic failure!
On top of that, I damaged my new costume, which means I will have to have it fixed. Meanwhile, I will have to shop for a new costume.
But even as I write that, I ask myself, why? I should have told Leslie to go back inside, and done whatever it was she was doing up on the radio tower. I know she was fixing something. I probably could have done it, if she had told me what to do. I did try to warn her, but she wouldn't listen. It was raining, and lightning was all around. Going up on a radio tower wasn't exactly a stroke of genius on her part. But I could have handled it.
The guilt over this isn't even the worst part. What happens when/if she gets out of the hospital? If the lightning didn't toast me, Leslie will. She used to roast heroes on the radio all the time. Now, it will be me. And I can't say I don't deserve it.
Maybe I should retire?
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