Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Fun with doors

Ok I should have posted this last week but oh well.

Last Friday I did the pinnicle of all great things. I locked my keys in my house. Normally this would not be a problem but for some cosmic reason I couldn't contact the landlord so he could get me in the house.

After jumping through a couple of hoops and taking advice from a couple of co-workers I managed to get in the house from a couple of friendly locksmiths. Three hours of waiting later I was finally in my house and back out again to places I should have already been at.

The entire event left me with a bit of a sour taste in my mouth, and bank account. Note to self: Call the fire department next time. They will probably be faster and cheaper....and more professional.


Anonymous said...

At least you did it to yourself, rather than having your landlord do it to you and you being stuck at midnight on a holiday in a city that closes shop at 6pm. lol.

Personally, I think we should all take a course in locksmithing. Seems like it would be useful... just for when we are locked out of our _own_ houses, naturally. *wink*

Phalse Impressions said...

Actually I did call the landlord. Starting at 1pm that day asking for the keys. It seems he only has a cell phone that he keeps turned off so his v-mail box is always full.

Now I need to call him to tell him that I changed the locks and I need to get a new key to him.