Jailed By Accident
When I had the grill door, it was sort of understanding that this will happen to me. Sooner or later. Thankfully after 1 year moving in, I got myself locked out at the same time, locked in. Yes. I was locked in between the grill door and main door.
Being absent minded, I mistaken my watch for the keys. Only after I closed the main door I realized that I need to check my pockets. To my horror, the keys wasn’t there. No where to go, I quickly tweet about it. That’s my first reaction. Nothing much I can do about. I called my friend, who I passed a set of spare keys to. My call to him went to voice mail. *gasp*
Now this scare the shit out of me. What am I going to do? Tried to call him again. Texted him. Waited for a while before I ring up @Youtiup. He came over laughing finding it too funny. He called his wife, @titbiz and it was fun watching a helpless chap getting nowhere. @potatoe came later and took a photo, as seems I was jailed behind bar.
This ordeal completely gave me a solution to the situation I am locked in by myself. I guess, thats the peril of staying alone. Well, I can’t just put another set of spare keys inside my car. It’s too dangerous and inviting for a burgarly.
Finally, Leroy came back just to save me from the helpless situation. At least looking at the bright side, he wasn’t outstation or traveling oversea. In the end, I guess I need another set of spare keys to be kept by another friend.
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