[ WP ] A stuntman tries to settle down and start a family . However , they have a hard time overthrowing their serious addiction to danger .

After months of discussion and consideration my wife finally managed to wear me down enough that my job as a stuntman was too dangerous for someone with a child on the way. The idea of giving up what always felt like the perfect job for someone like me twisted my stomach in knots, but I originally agreed with her. 
 
 I managed to find a job at the local coffee shop so I could still be contributing some sort of income, but I could tell from my first day on the job that it was going to be awful. My days went from being so fast paced that I could hardly keep up with all the excitement to writing down customer's names on their cups and struggling to keep a smile on my lips while handing them their third latte of the day. 
 
 My idea finally came to me when I heard a customer talk about how there had been a series of muggings in the area over the past month. The last project I worked on was the first season of the new Spider-Man show that was supposed to be airing later this month. When I told the team I would be quitting because I had a child on the way they let me keep the suit the costume department had tailored for me, as none of the other stuntmen would fit in it anyway. During the goodbye party my boss told me to put the suit to good use, but I do n't think he and I had the same thing in mind. 
 
 I have to admit knowing that the gun being pointed at my face was actually loaded felt different; it felt even better. My wife was right when she said the job of a stuntman was too dangerous for someone with a child on the way. Luckily becoming the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man was more of a hobby.
