I bought a bottle of wine earlier to celebrate making it through the day, and was dismayed to find it had a cork, not a screw top. It wasn't that bad, last time this situation arose i just used my front door key as a makeshift bottle opener - its length and girth serving me well in the past. However, i figure days of misuse has led to a weaker key, and during the unopening of the wine the key snapped in two. Disaster! I'd need to get a new key cut.
Then, for reasons i'm not entirely sure about, i tried to see if there would still be a way of using my front door with my key in two pieces. Can you see where this is going yet? Now i have half a front door key - the other half is in the door.
If i had tried it on the outside i could have passed it off to the Landlord as the fault of the lock, which would probably have been believable. But no, i tried this on the inside, where you can operate the door fully well without the use of a key. Which makes me look a moron, as well as an idiot.
Cue a frantic phone call to the landlord to explain. Except i told him i had broke the key trying to get in from the outside - a bare faced lie. After much deliberation, he tells me to right a note telling people to knock on the window of the poor young man whose room is next to the door should they want to get in. I felt very ashamed at this point.
But wait, there's more!! Just as i was about to stick the note the door, i saw someone enter. From the outside. With their key!!!! I was gobsmacked, and a little relieved. I'd rather pay for a key than a door.
So yeah, that was the story of my night. Its hardly the most extreme predicament i've ever gotten myself into, but the sense of reliefe i feel now is immense. And i managed to open the wine with some scissors!!! Happy days
