Lessons from Cra-Z-Con 2: "Faster than a speeding bullet..."

I should note before we get too far into this one that, due to my... unique skill set (insomniac NA who speaks fluent Geek), I'm one of the most visible staff members during the Con. It's the only way i can see that i ended up with a stalker...

Y'all know the type: Doesn't grasp "personal space" as a concept. Misreads "polite brush-off" as interest. Turns up everywhere. Yeah...

I also used to watch a LOT of SuperHero TV shows years before the Arrowverse was a thing...

So, imagine my surprise when, as I'm cornered by my personal hell in human form, i hear a familiar voice ask "Excuse me, but you work here, right? Can you please help me" and look over to see a grinning face save me from this situation with the same demeanor that I'd seen him save so many others in his fictional adventures.

We cheerfully extracted ourselves from that awkward. Sometimes...just sometimes.... your heroes can be real, y'all!