Ive been having some car triubles recently, so i took it to the garage last weekend. Garage said because of the snow they can’t diagnose the issue, so I booked it in for today instead. I also decide to leave the car at my Dad’s place because it’s much closer to the garage and I don’t want to be driving around in a faulty car if I don’t have to.
Yesterday, he goes down to London, which is on the other side of the country, so I got the train to his house this morning, let myself in through the back door, grab the car keys and head out to the front of the house where it’s parked.
The fun starts when I get in the front porch. I open the inner door, and close it behind me, it lpvjs automatically. Put the key into the front door and… it doesn’t fit. Because he got the locks changed a few months ago. Because I said “Oh I don’t need new keys I’ll just go in and out through the back door.” Because I’m a colossal fucking moron.
I am now stuck.
I try calling him, no answer. I try calling my mum to ask if she has keys, no answer. I start browsing local locksmiths, but eventually do get a call back from my dad. The first option we discussed was to smash the inner door in, the second was to use a conveniently placed shovel to jimmy the door open, but my brother still has a bunch of boxes in their and I don’t have enough room. Until Eureka! I could use the shovel to smash one of the glass panes on the inner door!
Free at last and 30 minutes late to my garage slot, I now wait for the bill for both car repairs and a new pane of glass.
by EarballsOfMemeland
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My mother in law had the ignominy of locking herself in the porch, and the post man coming up and laughing for a good few minutes before he told a neighbour. Glad to hear you kept public shame to the minimum!
Years ago I lived in flat above a charity shop. There was an outdoor stairwell round the back, a main door, a 1st floor flat, then an indoor stairwell to my front door on the 2nd floor.
The post would get put through the shared main door and I’d nip downstairs to grab it first thing.
One day I did this naked. My front door closed behind me. I was stuck in the stairwell. My only option was to knock on the 1st floor flat door and ask for help.
That was the most embarrassing day of my life.
Did you have a wee out the letterbox?
What happens if you eat letterbox hair?
A couple of weeks ago, I managed to lock myself in my back garden. We have a gate lock that takes the same key as the house door. I was taking the dog out early morning, wife had already gone to work. I locked the back door, then went to unlock the gate for the key to snap in the lock. Thankfully the key blade didnt snap, just the end of it that you hold (which was made from plastic). The gate had warped in the cold weather and the lock was scraping against the metal in the post and the key gave way first.
I had my car keys and could have climbed over the fence and driven to my MILs house to borrow the key she has, but I would have had to leave the dog in the back garden while I did this as there was no way I could have got her over the fence.
I ended up getting in the shed (combination padlock) and using a pair of pliers to turn the key to get it out of the gate lock, and then re-open the back door.
I have since fixed the gate lock so this wont happen again!
I did that once! Locked myself in a courtyard /indoor pool area while I was house-sitting
Took me about 2 hrs but I managed to McGuyver tying pool noodles to the pool net and eventually getting it through a window to carefully edge the keys out
What fun!
Hope the rest of your day is waaaaaay better
You’re in the Nether Zone, yeah? Time moves at a different speed in the Nether Zone.
Have you found ‘the bit’ yet? That’s your ticket out of there. You could do anything with the bit.
I managed to lock myself and the kids in the house! Partner gets home before me so I had accidentally left my house keys in the car the night before. He also leaves before I wake up (which is why the door was locked). Had to lift one of the kids out the front window to retrieve the keys. School run disaster averted but some funny looks from the neighbours!
I once slept in the garden shed wrapped in the kids paddling pool, because captain drunk arse was trying to use his front door key to open the back door , instead of using the correct one which was also on the same bunch of keys.