After having bounced couple of folks that night, it was time to leave after a few drinks; a typical day in the life of a bouncer. As I left, I saw a big man approaching. Being high on ego, I showed him my fist and he showed me his. I showed him another and he responded back.
‘How dare he ?’ , I thought and in a fit of rage moved my fist to punch him. I missed and our fists met.
‘Ahhh…..’ , I cried as I went down. I looked at him with awe. He had gone down too but unlike me didn’t make a sound.
‘Are you hurt?’ , a lady whispered patting me.
‘Not me. Just my ego’, I confessed.
‘Don’t. It’s just a mirror’, She laughed.