u/ifartallday

In the 80s, when children were free range, I got stuck on a jungle gym at a wave pool. A teenager saw me and helped. He basically just got me down and sent me on my way.

According to my mom, I did not give this boy a moment's rest afterwards. She would turn around and I would be gone (the 80s) and she would find me trailing behind this kid and his friends. She had to collect me multiple times that afternoon and it's become family lore.

Post script: I did the same thing to a person dressed as one of the Smurfs in a toy store. I would also poke holes in Italian bread loaves when my mom took me to the deli.