sardpete

On Average...
He looked in the mirror, eyes blinking slowly as he started to wake properly. The face looked back at him. He had seen it before, seen it grow older, watched the jowls slowly droop, the lines get deeper, the grey stronger in his hair. It was nothing special. He saw so many people who looked just like him on the way to work.
Work.. well he did his job. Wasn't all that good at it, but adequate, or at least his boss seemed to think so. Mind you his boss wasn't all that hot himself. He was he supposed no better or worse than his colleagues, but they weren't going to set the world alight, not even the quite plain young secretary with her short tight skirt, who fancied herself as the office sex bomb.
Sex.. well it wasn't so bad. Not that good either. He had never felt the earth move, whatever that meant. His partners hadn't complained but hadn't been ecstatic. Not that they were anything very special themselves really. Just normal average women, quite nice, but nothing more than that. The same with his ex-wife when it came to that.
His wife.. she had been alright. It hadn't been a bad marriage. Not many great moments but not many storms either. Even the divorce had passed without any great scenes. Better for the kids after all.
The kids.... good kids he supposed. His son could just about make the third team at school, if someone was sick, and his daughter had got reasonable marks, and would probably get a decent degree from a mediocre university, as he and his friends had.
His friends.. nice to have them. They seemed to like his company as he did theirs. It was comfortable to pass evenings drinking in the pub with them, knowing he wouldn't hear anything new, pleasant enough.
He looked deeper in the mirror and frowned. What puzzled him was what he'd found online. It seemed that everyone but him was spectacular, a star, had won prizes, climbed mountains, had kids who soared to heights his never would. Funny really. Must be just him.
He nibbled slowly at his lip, swishing the razor in the water, and started to pull it slowly down his cheek, and as he did a thought came to him. His eyes lit up and a smile spread across his face. Maybe that was it. What made him special was that he was so bloody average...