Part Time Reader Part Time everything

I never liked the term full time employee.

What are you doing here. They would ask the words and I would say.

Part time , I am part time.

They would toss a rude jester my way and move off doing what ever a boss does.

I would get back to saving the day , stopping crime or just having a nice cold beer.

It was what i did.

I did it part time however.

Not the one to save everybody.

If I did not want to do it.... well it did not get done.

Let Spiderman drop what he is doing and go save them or Thor or who ever.

I had a life to live.

And old lady started to go into a bank that was being robbed.

I felt sorry for her because she reminded me of the lady that saved my cat.

I was compelled to go in and stop the bank from being robbed but as the strong guy hit me so hard I went through the bank wall.

I began to wonder is all...Should I have just stayed away.

So I used my super speed and hit the guy so hard he passed out back to last week.

I used my time traveling powers and reset the moment till just before they went in the bank and put the word out.

The bank was never robbed for Thor was some how in the bank when they walked in.

He liked red heads and I made sure a red head was going in for a deposit that day.

Part time hero , we part time hero types have been around for years. Why fight when others are willing to fight and why worry when your part time worry is not part of your life.

I went into the bank and Thor was leaving with the red head. It was Sif his wife , I should have known. The robbers all gave up and went to the mall. I never liked the mall.

I let my ship become my truck and drove away.

I heard the world was changing and some day us part time hero types would be the only hero type around.

That space called the true heroes and vile beings would come and grand epic powers would be tossed around. Killing pretty much all the good guys and just about everybody.

I let the my truck change again and start to unravel.

The works of magic never stopped to amaze me.

I sat back and looked down on the world below I was born to explore and that was what I was about to do.

I pulled my women from her house miles away.

She stepped through and smiled at me.

Why so late she said.

I had to save and old lady.... I smiled.

Part time hero stuff will get you killed one day she said to me.

I am off the clock women lets go get food where it is good.

I do not feel like cooking after all.

That is the end of the story for I am after all.

A part time writer.

Here today gone tomorrow...