I just saw this article on MSN's homepage and it reminded me about something that happened to me at Disneyland.
It was just after Jason and I got engaged and we were at Disneyland one afternoon (rare, I know), and we were on the train and it had just stopped at Main St. station. I had a habit of twiddling with my new ring... so while we were waiting for more people to get on the train my ring suddenly popped off my finger and went over the side of the train and landed in the rocks... AHHH! I freaked out and told Jason, but before we knew it the guy in front of us must have heard me and jumped over the side of the train, and somehow found my ring in a matter of no time. Man did he save my life, I was so grateful to him! So THANK YOU to whoever you were.
Lesson learned I no longer play with my rings!
Do you think you could find a silver ring in all these white, gray, and silver rocks without any Disney employees noticing you down there?
4 comments:
I've never heard that story! Fun flashback gratitude post!
WOW! What a nice guy - so rare these days to have someone help out! Thank goodness you got your ring back!
Oh my gosh, I can totally imagine your panic! How awesome that he helped you!
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