Superman to the Rescue

Once again Superman comes through. Last night at work a bat got into the store. After chasing it from one side to the other and back, a maintance worker and I netted it. The bat squeezed out of the net and I put my hat over it. Not thinking, I started to pick it up with my hand. Once I relized I could get bit, I let him go, and he took off flying again. Keeping him in a small area, we managed to get him to land. Guess where that was, in a 6pack of Rolling Rock. At least the bat had good taste. I borrowed some gloves from a dairy associate and picked him out of the beer. He squirmed on the way out, but took off and was flying high and happy in minutes. Superman saves the bat, man.