As the bride stepped up to the Chuppah with panic and tears in her eyes, she whispered to me, “I forgot the grooms wedding ring in the hotel room.” This train has left the station”, I thought and there is no turning back. Learning a long time ago to think on my feet, I waited for the wisdom of Solomon to solve the situation. I wish that it was my idea but by the swift thinking of the maid of honor, she slipped her wedding ring in the brides hand and no one knew the wiser. The ceremony was spectacular.
The moral of the story is, that there is never a situation which doesn’t have a solution.