Victory Over Chaos!

Last night, as I was rushing to meet Celeste for dinner, I accidentally dropped my keys into a storm drain in the street. I couldn't believe it, when it happened. I had a sinking feeling, and my mind started racing though all the complications I faced, by not having my keys. I walked to the restaurant, and explained things to Celeste. She ordered dinner for me, while I bought a Super-Mag flashlight, and hustled a coat hanger. After dinner, we walked back to the drain, and looked for the keys. There was muck and standing water, and the steel grate seemed to be welded on. I couldn't see my keys, and it was about five feet to the bottom of the drain, with about two inches of water and muck. Celeste sat down on the curb, took the flashlight, and did a search, a spotted them under water. Even after she saw them it took me a couple of minutes to see them myself. The storm drain opened up wider, right against the curb, and if I made the hanger into a single wire hook, and laid flat on the grate, and extended my entire arm into the drain, up to my armpit, I could touch the keys. After about five minutes of lucky fishing, I snagged the keyring, and managed to pull them out.

I couldn't have recovered my keys without Celeste's sharp eyes, and moral support. She sat right down on the curb, in her dress, guiding the flashlight, and even offered at one point to reach in the drain and try to snag them. My admiration for her doubled last night, and after we were done, she laughed, and commented that it's never a dull moment with me. I've known so many crappy people, in my life, that someone of quality amazes me.