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A Locksmith's Story
So my friend Julia was to fly in from Barcelona and I was to meet her in the Old Town Square. Only I...(EEEEKK!) managed to lock myself out with only an hour and a half before the eagle was to land. What were the chances of scoring a locksmith on Saturday night if I waited? Nil. Could I get one over in short enough order to open the door and get me to my meeting spot in time? They say money talks and ain't it the truth. The locksmith was in and out in under 60 seconds (I'm CERTAIN the dude must've been a thief in a previous life!) and I was $120 lighter. The moral of this story: don't trust the old doors to leave a spare key hanging off the inside of the lock.
So my friend Julia was to fly in from Barcelona and I was to meet her in the Old Town Square. Only I...(EEEEKK!) managed to lock myself out with only an hour and a half before the eagle was to land. What were the chances of scoring a locksmith on Saturday night if I waited? Nil. Could I get one over in short enough order to open the door and get me to my meeting spot in time? They say money talks and ain't it the truth. The locksmith was in and out in under 60 seconds (I'm CERTAIN the dude must've been a thief in a previous life!) and I was $120 lighter. The moral of this story: don't trust the old doors to leave a spare key hanging off the inside of the lock.
Ouch!
ReplyDeleteNow don't you wish you invited me to come with you so you could throw rocks at the neighbours windows????? Just saying :p
ReplyDeleteSo yeah, how is it you always manage to lock yourself out? heehee
I hear a "to the..." coming ;)
u hear RIGHT moon boy!!! funny, i thought of EXACTLY the same thing. lol...ah vell, that'll teach me.
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