Something Feral

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Saturday, February 21, 2009

Caturday Night Special, Episode 0x1F



I was going to post this last week to celebrate the triumph of ingenuity over absent-mindedness, but the conjunction of Singles-Awareness Day and a numerical pun trumped it.

Last Thursday, I went to check the mail and locked myself out of the apartment. To heap insult on injury, my cell-phone was on my desk, charging. Almost without saying, there was much cursing, but after collecting my thoughts and taking a brief inventory of the tools at hand, I went to work.

One coat-hanger, pocket-knife and fifteen minutes later, I'm back in the house.

3 comments:

Wonder Woman said...

Wow, last week, I would have... had a meltdown, found some chocolate, eaten it, borrowed a phone from someone and then proceeded to have the second meltdown of the day whilst on the phone, followed by hopefully more chocolate until I was rescued :)

Yeah, it was THAT kind of week for me too!

GOOD JOB!

Desert Cat said...

One coat-hanger, pocket-knife and fifteen minutes later, I'm back in the house.

That would worry me. If I could do that, who else could?

ironic word verification word: "hacklike". Yeah, that.

Something Feral said...

Heh, "hacklike".

I fixed it as soon as I got back in to where it couldn't be opened that way again, then promptly took my keys to the hardware store and made a couple of extra copies. So, in the end, it was a combination of luck and skill.

Although, as my father used to say, "I'd rather be lucky than skilled."