Dumpster digging

I nearly lost my life. And when I say my life, I mean my key chain.\nI say this because it contained everything near and dear to me: room key, house key, University ID, credit card and flash drive. I threw these things away in a Wright Place Food Court garbage can without realizing I had done so until the situation was almost completely hopeless.\nAfter three hours of ignorant bliss, I finally realized my life was in danger. I hightailed it back to Wright and asked a few of the workers if they had found a set of keys. They all said no and then told me it wasn't likely I'd find them. The trash had been taken out, and the garbage trucks had already emptied the dumpsters at least twice that day.\nI didn't care. I wanted my keys. I rounded up my roommate and another friend from the dorm, and we proceeded to search the dumpsters. After numerous workers from Wright came out to laugh at us, including two guys named Gary and Brandon, I was a little discouraged. Gary and Brandon told me I should probably stop looking; finding my keys was a lost cause. It would be like finding an unused condom in a McNutt garbage can.\n"Well," I told them, "I'm not quitting." I figured if there was even the slightest chance of me finding my keys, I had to take it.\nSome might view this as crazy; others might view this as downright disgusting. I, however, viewed it as absolutely necessary. \nIf you want something and you are willing to do anything to attain it, even if there is a very small chance of you actually succeeding, it is absolutely crucial to attempt it. To give up on something just because other people tell you the odds are against you is a weak thing to do.\nCan you imagine wanting something, not trying for it, and regretting it the rest of your life? My keys probably wouldn't have made me lose sleep for more than a week, but in more important endeavors in life, one can't be left dissatisfied, always wondering what might have happened had he or she tried a little bit harder or a little bit longer. \nOn that cold rainy day after being told by numerous people the odds were against me, I was triumphant. After a lot of hard work and a little luck, my egg and chocolate milk-covered keys were back in my hands where they belonged. \nAlthough I could easily have come out of this without my keys, the experience itself made for a good time and a great story. It just goes to show you that it is worth it to take chances, even with the considerable risk of failing. \nIf the end product is really worth shooting for, the measures one must go through to reach it will be just as rewarding -- even if that means frolicking in a dumpster.