This morning I was sitting at the bus stop when I noticed that the lady sitting next to me kind of smelled like roasted marshmallows. I was wondering why and how anyone would smell like that when I noticed a bit of smoke floating by.
As the minutes passed my concern grew, where was the smoke coming from and why didn't anyone else seem to be bothered by it? The bus appeared to be running late and I didn't really have anything better to do so I decided to investigate.
I walked around the bus stop and noticed that the garbage appeared to be the source of the smoke. A quick peek revealed a still lit cigarette happily smoldering away at the garbage in the bin. The amount of smoke emanating from the garbage was growing at a substantial rate.
My investigation garnered the attention of some of the people at the bus stop but they merely sat and stared at me with blank expressions on their faces. My fellow patrons, armed only with their blatant stupidity, were clearly unequipped to handle the situation.
Being the hero that I am, I quickly took out my water bottle and doused the burning bin with a generous amount of water. The cigarette sputtered before admitting defeat and the bus arrived to whisk me away to work.
And that is the story of how I heroically saved the patrons of my bus stop from dying in a horrible fire started by some careless idiot who couldn't be bothered to properly dispose of their cigarette.
Next time I'll try to remember my cape.
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