12 stories of people who were cooler than Chuck Norris

Everything happens in life, and each of us has to face unusual circumstances and tests for strength and willpower. That’s how you get to know your real self.

Website I collected stories from the sites “Overheard” and Pikabu about people who adequately cope with unusual life situations.

• She worked as a designer, studied, rented an apartment, provided a bat. There was only enough money for an apartment, food and a mouse. My entire salary was stolen on the bus. I go and cry and suddenly I see a wallet. I open it, and there is money 3 times more than my salary. At first I thought I was lucky, and then I was ashamed. Maybe someone has the same situation as me. There was a card of a certain Sergei in his wallet. I called her on the phone. Sergei was the driver of one wealthy man. He thanked me, and then it turned out that his boss needed a designer for a new house. Then his friends... On the first day I was paid an advance payment, my double salary. And most importantly, the mouse is happy.

• My mother told me how she passed the exam. I got a ticket and only knows one of the two questions. She went out and said, “Can I start with the second question?” The professor was surprised, but he did. Mom answers, and then another teacher comes in and asks the professor to come to the department. He came out and said, “You have to take it from her, she has already answered one question.” The teacher sits down, mother, not confused, begins to retell the same question. They put it "great."

• I always tried to diversify my life with some kind of moving, so as not to seem boring to others. Climbing? Please, and climb higher. Jump with a rope? Give me two, a siganula with an 83-meter pipe. An open cab on a Ferris wheel? Spit and rub. But in fact, I am still pussy: I am afraid of heights and hypochondriac is still the same. Sitting down once again on the roof-bearing attraction, I show all two fingers “class”, and to myself I pray and cry.

• My wife and I are polyglots. I know 9 languages perfectly, she's 7. And it's a total high. We travel to different countries, communicate with the locals in their language. Some people don’t even realize that we are foreigners. But the cool thing is that my wife and I can always speak a language that no one else can understand. This is our favorite Russian-Japanese-Dutch mix, incomprehensible to anyone in the world.

• In 3rd grade, I went to the movies with my girlfriends. We went down to the river before the session. I was wearing beautiful ballets. First, we threw pancakes into the water, and then played out and began to throw stones into the waves with our feet. In one such throw, one shoe slipped into the water and began to sink. They could not reach with a stick, only pushed further away from the shore. I'm crying. A guy walked by, saw us, went into the water in expensive pants, took out a shoe and put it on my leg. I felt like Cinderella.

• By the age of 30, she was a successful woman. Raised her son, worked as a manager in a large company, traveled... Until she broke her leg. Time seems to have stopped: I don’t have to go anywhere, go to the store, to the bank, or to work. Don't go anywhere. I started reading books that had long been on the shelf, watching movies, working remotely at a convenient time for myself. At the end of the hospital I realized that I do not want to go back to the ordinary world. She resigned, began to taxi at night, to work for a set of texts and translation. I only go to the store at night when no one is there. And it's so high! I decided that in life you need to pause, gain strength, watch the dawn and eat ice cream at night on the embankments.

• Everyone asks why I’ve become so active, cheerful and cheerful lately. And already jumped with a parachute, paraglided, got a tattoo and flew with the last money to India. Everybody likes the new me. And no one knows that a month ago I fought cancer and life for me now is the greatest happiness.

• I met a guy in line for a passport. We stayed there for 6 hours, we were already like relatives. Then we went out with him. We walked until dawn and talked about everything. My house was kindled by 6 a.m. So he asks me for my phone number, pulls out his phone, and he's dead. There's no leaflet, no pen, and no one to ask. He looked around, dragged a log of considerable size and found corners on the ground. And with that charcoal, he drew my phone number on the log. He threw a log on his shoulder and went home. His mother stunned him: went to get a passport in the afternoon, the phone is disconnected, showed up at 6 am, happy, brought some kind of log and says: “Don’t touch it until morning.”

• In the theater, as a rule, texts that can be read, actors do not teach, but read from a sheet. I don’t remember the title of the play, but the point is that as the stage progresses, a messenger rushes in and hands the king a letter saying, “Your Majesty, you have a letter!” The king unwraps the scroll and... oh horror, there is no text there (colleagues joked)! He was an experienced artist, so he returned the messenger a scroll with the words: “Read, messenger!” The actor playing the role of the messenger was also not a bald sewer. He returns the letter and replies, “Illiterate, Your Majesty!”

• For the third year I worked as a waitress, I saw a lot of things: there were drunks and crazy, and the bill did not pay, and sky-high tips left. But the man who ordered coffee for himself and a steak of blood for the little lion cub sitting in his arms certainly outdid everyone else.

• I live on the 2nd floor. It's my birthday in the summer. One night I sleep, I hear loud noises. I open my eyes, see through the balcony door in the windows flowers and hands that are ramming on the glass. I get up, I realize that in another room, these sounds come from the windows, and in the kitchen. Friends who love rocks (they all have equipment) decided to congratulate me in this unusual way. Opened the windows - flooded bouquets, and then crawled friends. I'll never forget the happiness of that day!

• Recently, I was driving with a familiar driver on a minibus in the first seat, stuck in traffic. He saw that at the back of the truck there was not a second lock, just from the side of our minibus. This could threaten the fall of the cargo and in general an emergency situation. It was dark and the driver wouldn’t have seen it in the rearview mirror. The acquaintance tried to approach a couple of times to get this castle, eventually got it out - stretched out his hand and fixed it as needed. At that moment, I thought that often good things happen to us, someone's hand saves us from a dangerous situation, and we don't even know it.

Bonus: A single father raises a son with a heart defect. It's so nurturing.

4-year-old Chase is struggling with the tetrad Fallo - a congenital heart defect that includes 4 heart abnormalities at once. It manifests itself in the lag of physical development and attacks of cyanosis and shortness of breath. Chase can't eat like other children, he feeds through a special tube on his stomach. His father, Robert, is a single father. He writes a blog about his life with his son. Robert takes care of Chase, trains and teaches him. In solidarity with his son. Robert put the same valve on his stomach as Chase.. The boy thinks his father is the best in the world and wants to be like him.



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