6/26. There was a Super Smash Bros Brawl tournament in 2009 at the dorms, open to all residents. It was a team tournament, so you got matched up with one person for the whole night. I get a soft-spoken guy, whose first words I heard were, "Huh... I thought this one had Mega Man in it..."
So I'm cursing several Greco-Roman gods at getting probably the biggest noob in the room. Turns out, he was the best in the room, and was just trolling me. Took on everyone and won with a little help from me, here and there. We later played against each other in a 1 vs 1 tournament, and he beat me by a smidge. But he helped me get a $25 Best Buy gift card.
7/26. I underestimated my cousin. She has always seemed to be the queen bee of middle school and I resented her for it. But one day I heard that she completely ditched the in-crowd because they were making fun of some kid. I realized I had been completely wrong about her character and that I am extremely proud of her for this.
8/26. I went to my local racquetball court looking for a pick-up game when I was in my early twenties. This was in San Diego back in 91-92. I was reasonably athletic and I was just starting to consider myself competent at racquetball. Anyway, the only other player there was a seventy-year-old retired naval officer. He offers up a match so, lacking more athletic opposition, I accepted.
Never before and never since have I ever been beaten so badly at anything. He completely, and effortlessly destroyed me. We played three matches and I scored only one point. I was left exhausted and utterly broken. He barely broke a sweat. I don't think I've picked up a racket since then, so utter was my defeat.
9/26. I worked at an electronics retailer two years ago. One day, a middle aged farmer, and I mean farmer, complete with overalls, boots and straight-billed cap, came into the store looking for a cell phone. I immediately sold him the simplest, easiest phone we carried, going unto great detail on every feature, including the camera, sending text messages and every imaginable part of the phone's hardware and software.
The next day, the same guy comes in and I immediately think that he's having phone trouble and resign myself to an hour of explanation. He asks for an external hard drive, because he wants to move his custom kernel of Linux to his new computer (I can't remember the exact details, I was totally floored by his request). He then spots my textbook on international political economy (my boss was very forgiving of me studying in slow times) and asks me fifteen minutes of in-depth questions on one of the main contemporary theorists in the field (Karl Polanyi), beyond even what myself and my classmates had asked (the class was graduate level).
Needless to say, I was berating myself for ever stereotyping this seemingly backwoods farmer from the sixties.
10/26. Not me, but I was in the park and a little girl got her balloon stuck in a tree. Her dad/brother/male she was with tried and couldn’t get it out.
Then along comes this 5 foot nothing kid, sees the girl crying, and just jumps up like Spud Webb and grabs the balloon and gives it back to the little girl.