A few weeks ago
A few weeks ago I managed to lock myself out of my apartment complex.
I left the keys in my apartment, with the door unlocked and ran downstairs for a moment. Of course, the front security door shut right behind me only seconds before I realized my keys were not, in fact, on my person.
It was cold, I was cold and my swearing and stomping around did little to warm me up.
I didn't know a locksmith or how to contact one on a Sunday in this little town so, in desperation, I approached the police officers crowded outside the bakery just down the street.
A large fellow agreed to see what he could do.
I assumed this meant a call to a locksmith. Rather, the officer broke down the door.
Things are certainly different in Scotland.
I left the keys in my apartment, with the door unlocked and ran downstairs for a moment. Of course, the front security door shut right behind me only seconds before I realized my keys were not, in fact, on my person.
It was cold, I was cold and my swearing and stomping around did little to warm me up.
I didn't know a locksmith or how to contact one on a Sunday in this little town so, in desperation, I approached the police officers crowded outside the bakery just down the street.
A large fellow agreed to see what he could do.
I assumed this meant a call to a locksmith. Rather, the officer broke down the door.
Things are certainly different in Scotland.
posted by ldbug at Wednesday, April 30, 2008
6 Comments:
Different yes, but also funny that you knew where the police officers hang out. Maybe not so different afte all!
Well, I live next to the bakery so I could see them...
You are so lucky. It would be my dream to live next to a bakery.
Sigh...
Oh dear. How'd you explain that one to the insurance agent?
So...let me get this straight. He broke down the door so you could get the very keys that would lock the door? Too funny!
wellllll....at least you were warm, eh?
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