... as one of the dumbest moments in my life!
I stepped out of the house this morning to hang up the washing on the deck. It was windy outside so I latched the door on the outside to keep the glass door from slamming shut for fear of cracking the glass.
When I tried to open the door again, I realised I was locked out! The main door was locked from the inside, the inside latch of the glass doors to the deck somehow managed to swing shut as well. There I was, standing outside in a thin t-shirt and shorts in 13 degrees weather, with no keys nor jacket nor my cellphone on me. What's more, Stephen's away on a business trip and won't be back til Friday evening. I must have gone through all expletives known to Man, at the same time kicking myself for being such a bloody idiot!
Trotted over to the neighbour's and activated Plan I: tried calling Stephen. Of course he didn't pick up. Brilliant. Plan II: Thought I'll try to unscrew the latch from the outside. I mean it looked so easy when they do it in the movies. That obviously didn't work. Crap. Plan III: Called the property manager but he was short-handed this week because one of his staff is away on bereavement leave. He somehow managed to get the maintenance guy and he agreed to come over with the keys. Thing is, he was on the other side of the city so I had to wait while he swings by to pick up the key before coming over to let me in. Plan III sounds like it's gonna work. Thank god!
Ended up sitting outside in the freezing cold for two whole hours before Barry the maintenance guy came by to let me into the house. It took me another 20 mins to stop shivering. It's great to be IN the house rather than being OUTside and looking in, separated by all that glass.
I stepped out of the house this morning to hang up the washing on the deck. It was windy outside so I latched the door on the outside to keep the glass door from slamming shut for fear of cracking the glass.
When I tried to open the door again, I realised I was locked out! The main door was locked from the inside, the inside latch of the glass doors to the deck somehow managed to swing shut as well. There I was, standing outside in a thin t-shirt and shorts in 13 degrees weather, with no keys nor jacket nor my cellphone on me. What's more, Stephen's away on a business trip and won't be back til Friday evening. I must have gone through all expletives known to Man, at the same time kicking myself for being such a bloody idiot!
Trotted over to the neighbour's and activated Plan I: tried calling Stephen. Of course he didn't pick up. Brilliant. Plan II: Thought I'll try to unscrew the latch from the outside. I mean it looked so easy when they do it in the movies. That obviously didn't work. Crap. Plan III: Called the property manager but he was short-handed this week because one of his staff is away on bereavement leave. He somehow managed to get the maintenance guy and he agreed to come over with the keys. Thing is, he was on the other side of the city so I had to wait while he swings by to pick up the key before coming over to let me in. Plan III sounds like it's gonna work. Thank god!
Ended up sitting outside in the freezing cold for two whole hours before Barry the maintenance guy came by to let me into the house. It took me another 20 mins to stop shivering. It's great to be IN the house rather than being OUTside and looking in, separated by all that glass.
Here's the bloody culprit:
3 comments:
Whoa Champion. I can't believe you set out in the cold for 2 hours. Must be freezing your ass off. Good for calorie burning by the way. Ha. Anyway next time you should just pretend to be friendly and visit your neighbour. Then free ride on the warmth abit. Seriously just look interested talking to her and the kids. Laughs...
i was soooooo cold standing outside in my tiny shorts and t-shirt. now i'm paranoid about my keys. checked for my keys at least 5 times while out for dinner tonight... i'm paranoid now!
Don't panic, so proud of you that you stayed steady when Stephen was not with you. Keep it up. Big hug to you.
Suggest you strap your keys round your waist like what your mother's mother's mother used to do. haha.....
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