I have an uncanny ability to stop fights before they break out. That or I'm just in the right place at the right time a whole lot. But I'm not even close to kidding when I say that I'm personally responsibility for calming down at least 9 different situations that would have resulted in a fist fight. A few examples:
Last year, some friends and I were out at the bars for a Halloween celebration. We were heading to the next bar and walked past a club where two guys were at each other's throats, cussing and pointing fingers while an audience of smokers enjoyed the free show. I guess the acclaimed girlfriend of one of them danced up on the other one and now these dudes were about to tear into each other (sadly enough, it looked like the girlfriend was loving the attention and trying to fan the flames). I ran up to them, yelling "Hey! Be cool, be cool! There's a cop car right in that lot!" and pointed to the partially covered lot across the street. They both backed up a bit and quieted their voices, still arguing, but now in a manner of talking and less screaming. The girl, now bored, says "Let's just go, Guy's Name," and they turn around and walk off. The dude still standing there tells us the rest of the story, how the girl danced with him, he had no idea she had a boyfriend, all of a sudden the boyfriend is in his face, threatening him etc. and I admitted that there was never a cop car. We just shook our heads and laughed and went our separate ways.
A few weeks ago, I was on the bus heading home from work, just reading my book. A group of drunk, obnoxious teenagers hop on the bus, obviously looking to cause trouble out of pure boredom. They're blasting music through speakers, yelling and laughing, nearly running around, jumping over seats while the other passengers rolled their eyes and did the best to ignore them. A man walked up to them and asked them politely to knock it off, to which one of them responded "Yes, Officer!" The man did not like that and screamed in the kids face. "WHAT THE ___ DID YOU SAY TO ME?!" and from there the teen started to talk smack, boasting how he'd beat him up and such saying "Hey, I'm getting off on 26th; get off on my stop and we'll make something of it." The man sat back down, the kids continued to laugh and mock him. Finally, the bus stops on 26th. The kids get off and the man, fists clenched and breathing heavy, makes a split second decision to stand up and head for the door. As he's walking past me, I stick my arm out and say "They're just kids; it's not worth it." He still looked absolutely pissed and didn't say a word to me, but still, he stopped, turned back around and sat down.
I don't know, it's crazy. I have so many more of these stories. Maybe I just put myself in rough areas where these things are prone to happen? I guess if it can be considered a super power, it is a pretty cool one. Being able stop a situation from escalating is exactly what a hero would do, right? Well, that's what I tell myself :)