Today, as I often do, I took off my wedding ring to put on my keychain before starting work. I knew someone once who welded their wedding ring, and their finger, to an engine, because the ring shorted the alternator terminal to the engine block.
I was walking along, slipping the ring onto my key ring, thinking don’t drop it, don’t drop it, whatever you do, don’t drop it, this would be a really bad place to drop it because it would go right in the water, so be sure not to drop it.
And I dropped it.
And it went right into the water.
Self-loathing of the highest order as I watched little bubbles come out of the murk from $300-worth of sunk white gold, which I’ve only had for eight months, and I made less than $300 for my day’s work at this particular location.
I knew what to do, and if you don’t know what to do in such situations, I’ll tell you: Cuss and punch someone innocent right in the face, as hard as you can.
Actually, the first thing to do is mark the spot. If you’re on a boat, time is of the essence. At anchor, a little swinging can move the boat many feet in no time, and the movement will be imperceptible. You want to mark it with a weight and a line, but if you don’t have this at hand something big and cheap that sinks is good too. You can dive for the big thing, and maybe the small, valuable thing will be nearby.
In my case with my wedding ring, it was off a ramp to a dock, in fairly shallow water, and I knew where that sucker sat within one square foot. I immediately bent down and scratched a mark on the ramp with a key, then further marked the spot with a piece of masking tape.
I poked around a little to assess the depth, but I knew I’d just make matters worse. I will be back tomorrow morning with my wetsuit, snorkeling gear, fishing weight tied to some white nylon line, dive light, weights et al. Low tide is at 7AM, so I’ll have to get up at 6AM to hit the road and get back to the magic spot.
My young bride will be delighted with this amusing little episode.
…the next day