The Art of Random

Managed to lock myself out of the house last night, as I was leaving for work. No badge, no wallet, no keys. I miraculously had my cell phone tho! So after bumming a ride to work, I set up an appointment for the locksmith (my neighbor…his wife is too, I believe) to meet me after I got dropped off from work.

Guy is wicked fast with the lock picks! I mean it’s only a standard doorknob lock, but still. He was in it inside 20 seconds or so. Turns out he knows and has worked with my mother too, hehe. And she was all trying to hook me up with a locksmith, and I’m all “Uhm…my neighbors are locksmiths” and then they turned out to be the same people, heh. Yay home! Fed my cat.