Locked Out

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After we do the report, we'll go back in time to when my dad had the keys, then steal them.

Hey, I DID steal my dad's keys!

I think I'm gonna go back in time and learn locksmithing skills. And buy some locksmithing tools.

Fuck, they are locked in the house. Ironic.

Don't you have a spare set of keys? I gave mine to a friend who lives nearby, so I can get them from her if something happens to my keys.

Two sets actually. One of which is in the house from the last time this little mishap occured. The other is with friends who live nearby but who seem to be out slash away for the weekend.

If you have not-great locks you can usually get in with a credit card/putty knife

Ah, okay.

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Housemates and landlord have spare keys, which is a lifesaver.

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Yeah, before I moved to this place I've always lived with flatmates, I've never gotten totally locked out of my flat.

Unfortunately the locks are really good as a result of a burglary from when they were shite. Can't even get a credit card in between the lock and the frame because the frame overhangs it, presumably designed for that very reason.

i'm sure it's only gonna take the guy 30 seconds - if that - to let me in. if it was a tricky task i'd be less resentful of the price.

Potential burglars please note,

I always leave my back door unlocked.

Yr pal,

Highly burgleable

I'm usually OK because I always go out with my wallet and keys in the left pocket and my phone and lighter in the right pocket. I feel sort of weird and naked without those things in exactly the same place everyday.

I once did this when my flatmates were away for the weekend and had to get a ladder from the bowling club across the road from my flat and climb up it (in a stupidly short skirt, natch), then prise open the unlocked first floor window and launch myself through it headfirst while trying not to knock over the telly helpfully placed in the position of maximum inconvenience for manoeuvring-past-it-ness.

did i say 30 seconds? using large square of rigid plastic (not a CC) he did it in 2. £100! fuuuuuuuuuck that hurt.

in the house where I grew up I had numerous experiences very similar to ailsa's (in a stupid short skirt natch ;D)

normally I'm the same as Bodrick but I was going out for a run so left everything behind. should have been everything except the keys.

the last time I did this the locksmith actually had to work! luckily drilling was not involved but if you want to break into my house you had best bring more than a pick set is all I'm saying

I once had to go thru a neighbor's house, out to her back garden, climb two fences, and take the back window out of its frame by scraping all the putty away. I had left my keys in Scotland, and locked the deadbolt (which required a key to unlock, regardless of which side of the door you were on). Until they got posted to me, I had to climb over the fences and go through her house if I ever needed to leave (and the reverse process to come back in, usually after having stocked up on groceries).

When the postman came with my keys, I had to climb up on my desk, open the front window, and get him to pass me the envelope through the window.

I once locked this girl I was meeting for the 2nd time out of her bedsit. Great icebreaker.

normally I'm the same as Bodrick but I was going out for a run so left everything behind. should have been everything except the keys.

this is a sign that all this running/marathon business is just crazy talk and you should just stay at home.

I locked myself out today. I had to call the super and sit in the hall outside my apartment and listen to my dog whimper from inside. The super showed up pretty quickly and I damn sure remembered to take my keys with me when I left again. The best part of the whole thing was having to look all sheepish in the hallway for all the passers-by.

locked out! wtf

I lent my house keys to a visiting friend. my boyfriend called me from home before I left work asking me to pick something up from the pharmacy. i get home an hour later. the apt is locked. i knock and call. his car is in the driveway. the visiting friend has left town. my landlord can't find the spare key. i have no idea what's happening right now. i checked in all the windows (1st floor apt) and it doesn't look like he's home! i don't know whether to be angry or worried!

am now waiting for another friend to stop by with her spare set of keys. i have been locked out for about an hour now. my landlord gave me a beer.

fuuuck

the worst

have climbed guttering in my time, when i was thin and building standards were worth the paper they were printed on.

I always wondered, when you call a locksmith, how are you sposed to prove its your own house so they'll let you in? I mean, I could sit outside anyones house and say "yo I locked myself out". Showing ID seems like a catch 22 if you got locked out w/out yr purse, for eg?

(which is why, if I am popping out just to put out the rubbish or water the front yard, I always always snick the latch so it wont lock behind me)

he went for a walk! he left me a note, but the note was inside. oh boy.