Locked in/out stories

[shootingstar]

Today our early morning bike ride together became something else..because we got locked in our own home. The lock got stuck and we couldn't get out!

Our security front desk staff couldn't help with master key, so phoned locksmith.. I ended up going cycling alone while he stayed behind to wait for locksmith on this fine sunny summer morning/day.

He and I met up a few hrs. later with him only doing a functional short ride to accomplish several errands.

And we will pay our $200.00 bill for the locksmith. ^R$E$E$%$@#+! But it is a critical thing that had to be fixed.

[Tuckervill]

$200 bucks! Yikes!

Here's my story:

Chicago. Winter time. Karen is 3. Brothers are at school. Mommy goes out the front door to take out the trash. Being the helpful girl she is, Karen reaches up and locks the deadbolt.

Mommy comes back up the steps and realizes the door is locked. Peeks in. Sees Karen peering back at her from the other side of the door. "Unlock the door, Karen!" Karen smiles and laughs. "Turn the latch, Karen!" Karen giggles. More pleading. More giggling. More frustration. More delight.

In desperation, Mommy goes down the stoop and looks for a brick. Finding one, she peeks back through the door glass and says, "Back up, Karen!" Karen, finally obedient, disappears into the kitchen. "Good!" thinks Mommy.

Mommy lifts the brick, and SMASH, breaks the window. Karen comes running back, followed close on her heels by Daddy, who had just come in through the back door with his key!

Karen

[Trek420]

This one happened right here on TE with the Bike Friday that Duck on Wheels bought from a TE'er. Check the last post on this thread:

http://forums.teamestrogen.com/showthread.php?t=21246

[Jolt]

This is a crazy one. A couple of summers ago I was home on a weekday while my roommates were both at work, and I heard some commotion from a few houses down that sounded like a husband possibly about to get violent toward his wife (they were having a nasty argument). I decided to go out and investigate to see if I needed to call the police. So, I grabbed my cell phone, my pepper spray, but not my keys--and locked the door behind me. OOPS. They resolved their argument without it getting physical, and I went to go back inside and realized I had locked myself out. I called my roommate (who is also the owner of the building) but she was not available to come let me in. The windows were wide open so I figured the thing to do was to find a ladder, climb up to the second floor and try to push up the screen (or push it in if necessary) to get in. Of course, this being a weekday, most of the neighbors weren't around to borrow one from. I went to the neighbors across the street since they were home, but they didn't have a ladder either. They insisted on calling the fire department to bring theirs and let me back in (when they called they said I "might have left the stove on" or something like that)! So, that's how I got back into the apartment that day. How embarrassing (but really funny later)!

[ilima]

I once (20+ years ago) had the FD help me get back in my locked house. IIRC, one of them went on the roof and climbed in my parents bedroom window, which was open.

I actually just locked myself out today. Dropped my car at Sears and caught a ride home with friend. Got up to my door and went Oops. Landlord, who lives just up the slope, was home so it wasn't a big deal.

[sfa]

My husband is notorious for losing track of time and being late for things, so for our wedding he was a bit paranoid about making sure he was at the church on time. The night before the wedding he went to bed (he was staying in a local hotel) and set the alarm so that he'd have plenty of time to get ready for our 2:00 wedding, but he had probably been partying a bit too much because when he woke up and looked at the clock that said 2:25 he panicked--he jumped out of bed, ran out of the room, and then woke up and sobered up fully when he heard the door click locked behind him and he realized he was standing in the hall of the hotel at 2:25 in the *morning* completely naked.

He had lots of friends and relatives staying in nearby rooms and he could have knocked on any of their doors for help but he didn't want to do that--he knew he'd never hear the end of it. And he knew he couldn't take the elevator down to the front desk since it opened right into the middle of the lobby with no place to hide, so he took the steps down to the lobby. The steps let out around the corner from the desk, so he stuck his head around the corner and asked for a key to his room. Unfortunately, the guy at the desk recognized him: "hey, aren't you the guy getting married tomorrow?" But he got the key, got back to his room safely (and undetected by relatives) and made it to our wedding on time the next afternoon.

He told me the story on the way to our hotel the following night and made me swear not to tell anyone for a full year. So now I tell people about it as often as possible!

Sarah

[shootingstar]

Trek/Duckwheels: would have driven me nuts to be unable to access a bike!

So Tuckerville, your father got brickbatted in the end?

Several summers ago, I left my home keys which had my bike lock key, at the office. On a Friday before the Labour Day holiday weekend. After backpedalling (meaning by local bus and walking), I couldn't find my keys since it was locked in ANOTHER building.

Anyway I got our building security person to unlock and provide access to home. But I was fuming that I couldn't use my locked-up bike for a 3-day weekend. In the end, I solved problem and bought a new 2nd bike ..one that I had been eyeing for last 4 months. And cycled my heart out that weekend. First day on new bike I did 90 kms....was so stoked!