Like any other self-respecting nerd/geek, I’ve often dreamt of becoming a superhero entrusted with saving the world from invaders and overall debauchery. While some of my peers still aspire to this, I have found that the onset of adulthood has introduced some complications — or what I call, common sense — into my interpretations of how good a scenario this would make.
For my seven severely silly but slightly sensible reasons not to be a superhero click into the rest of the post…
