The difference between a good and bad day

In order to get where I park my car, I have to go on this boardwalk and up these stairs that is alongside a river. The stairs actually extend over the water. A few weeks ago I was going down the stairs to the parking lot and there was this woman in front of me and she reached into her pocket to retrieve something and her keys fell out. They landed on the steps. An inch further forward and they would have fallen into the river. That inch was the difference between a disaster of a day (keys at the bottom of the river) versus an amusing story that’ll come up whenever she’s talking to people about “near misses.”

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