Swapped My Safety Clip for a Plastic RingAs I secured the safety rope, I discovered that the metal clip had been replaced with a flimsy plastic ring.
My girlfriend, already on the soft ladder, dismissed my concern casually. "Ryan has got a ton of luggage. One clip isn't enough to keep it secure, so I gave him yours. Just wait for the next trip."
In desperation, I pointed to the floodwaters surging past my chest. "But I can't swim!"
"Cut the drama, okay?" she huffed. "You're a swimming champ. What's the big deal about treading water for a bit? Ryan is related to my boss, and if anything happens to him, my promotion is down the drain. Can't you be reasonable?"
"Is his luggage more important than my life?" I shot back, lunging for the ladder.
But she kicked me away. "I've checked. The water won't rise too fast. At worst, it'll reach your neck. You'll survive."
Refusing to argue further, I watched the floodwaters rage higher and quickly pressed a special emergency beacon on my wrist.