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What's your story?

I just saw an advert for a theme park they have out here and was reminded of the following story - Have you ever had one of these sort of days?...


I once had a guy dump me on a roller coaster. I didn't see it coming - everything was fine all day and I thought we were having a great time together and then, while going up to a very large drop, he said, "I think we should break up. I can still almost hear the creaking of the wood panels and the cranking sound of the chain pulling system that brought the car to the top.  I was shocked; my head swung to my side to look at him in disbelief and all I could think to say was, 'What??', I probably would have cried or maybe even choked him, but just then, we started our plummet to the track below and all I could do was scream.

Who knows what caused him to choose that very moment to dump me (only to change his mind later). Maybe he thought I couldn't react too violently or badly while strapped into the the car of a roller coaster, maybe he wanted to make sure I would always think of him every time I visited an amusement park or maybe it just came out of his mouth without warning to even him because it had been on his mind for so long. I'll never really know, but what I do know is that it's a moment I will never forget.

Have you ever had an Ally McBeal like moment similar to this one? Or just a bad day that has a comical slant to it now that enough time has passed? What's your story? I'm always sharing my life with all of you and I'd love to hear some of your stories too.

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