About embarrassing experiences, I got a big catalogue of histories to tell you all, but today I will be talking about the day that I converted into the clown/hero of an entire metro wagon, so one day I went to my house whit ma hommies, looking for some clothes (I was going to stay a weekend in a friend’s house), for some reason my bag growth till an exaggerate size, imagine it in the peak hour at line one of the metropolitan metro of Santiago, we were waiting and I ended in front of the doors, there was so many people that when they started going out after the doors opened I ended being some kind of human shelter, I tried to protect myself with my bag but some guy that looked like Santa Claus started punching me with his elbows, I resisted and the people from behind were supporting pushing me against the multitude, in the end I wasn’t capable of more and I started rolling like a Beyblade, but for reason I made it into the metro, I started yelling some not catholic words to Santa and...