Aren’t Only Heroes, Also Angels: The Asking

Story One:

April 29th, 2019, seven o’clock in the morning, I was facing two choices and I had to make a decision:
– Choice A: Take 3 different buses, make a 2-hour trip, to go to a cinema in the other side of my city, to watch the premiere of Avengers Endgame.
– Choice B: Wait 3 days and watch it in the cinema of the nearby. 

I’m a Marvel guy, so my decision was already made… I drop out a college day, I took the 3 buses, the third one wasn’t the right one so my trip lasted three hours instead of two, I was there by 12:10, the projection starts at 13:00, thank god, all was fine.

Uhh…Nope, it ain’t fine, it wasn’t fine at all. All tickets were sold. It was all but fine…

I was begging people to sell me their tickets, I was up to pay two times the price, three times if they want to, but everyone was telling me, “Dude I can’t. This is THE ENDGAME dude!” So the only solution left was: Waiting for the next projection.

The next projection starts at 05 PM, that means if I stay for the following session, the movie will end at 08 PM.
The bus service stops at 07 PM, that means if I watch the movie, I will not be able to go back home.
But still have the taxi option, and that means I will pay a fortune, but it doesn’t matter, after all, “This is THE ENDGAME dude!” And it worth it…

I don’t know how I came with the idea to go to the security guard and tell him my story; tell him how I travelled from the other side of earth to watch this movie, and if I wait for the next projection, I will not find a transport to take me back home. Then I finished my miserable story with: “I can sit on the floor and watch the movie, I don’t mind…” He smiled, and of course he thought I was crazy, and then he said, “Wait a minute.”

After 30 seconds he asked me to follow him; we took the stairs to the up floor, to a place where all the chairs were empty, except the one where a child was sitting on.
I asked the guard, “Should I pay you or should I go back down and pay the ticket seller…?” His answer was, “No, you don’t have to pay a penny, just take a seat and enjoy the movie.”
At this moment my mind was blown, this man just made my entire day, and the best phrase my mouth could pronounce was a thank you – what a shame -…

I set down near the child. This kid was the son of the security guard, and that place was the VIP section of the cinema.

What I’ve learned from this experience? 
1. Never hesitate to ask for something, in the worst cases you will get a “no”.
2. Security guards are not only superheroes, they are also angels.

26 thoughts on “Aren’t Only Heroes, Also Angels: The Asking

  1. Dear readers, this is the first episode of the series « Aren’t Only Heroes, Also Angels », the second episode will be dropped next Friday at 17:00 GMT. Hope you enjoyed this one, stay tuned.

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  2. Good story! I had a similar experience when I wanted to see the Jackson Five and it was booked out. I was ushered into the empty VIP section – and they introduced their little brother Michael!

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    1. There are some people in this world that I call angels, they can transform what we think it’s the worst day ever to a wonderful day that worth sharing. A big up to them.
      And thank you for your comment, it warms my heart 😊

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  3. This is -indeed, indeed- how the world is. People are GOOD by default! And one kindness begets more kindness.
    Thanks for writing on this topic. Hats off to you.
    May you continue to see kindness everywhere.
    All the best. You got a new follower. I Wish You Miracles
    Selma (twitter)

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