My employer had go out of town for a couple todays, and today was the first day that he was gone. I decided to leave for work a few minutes earlier than usual so I could get the store opened by 8:00. All was going well until I tried to unlock the door—when I discovered that sometime within the last 23 hours or so the key to the store had come off of my keyring. As I said, today was the first day that my employer (the only other person I know of who has a key to the store) was out of town.

The guy that runs the presses was coming in at 9:00, but he does not have a key. I walked around to the other stores in the office center, but most of them were not to open until 9:00. I finally found one that was open and called my wife to have her check the appartment for the key. She could not find the key, so I decided to try to get into the office without one. On MacGeyver, he uses his Swiss army knife for everything, but I didn’t have any luck with it. I also tried a paper clip, but still without any success. Here in Fargo, it has been cold again the last couple of days, and while I like cold weather, one can only stand out in it for so long before it starts to get to him. Eventually the press guy arrived, and he suggested that I go to a few of the places that I was yesterday to check for the key. Unfortunately, we went to quite a few places looking for baby stuff last night. I went to a couple of the places not expecting to find the key, and I was not dissapointed. After I went home to look there, my wife went back with me and we tried breaking into the office again. We tried for a while longer, and since we had not gotten it when the press guy came back, he decided to go home until we got inside.

Within five minutes of his leaving, I finally figured out how to get the door open with a paper clip. It took about 2 hours and 45 minutes to get inside, but, Ironically, it’s pretty easy once one knows how. My wonderful wife went to pick up some food for us, and we had a quick and early lunch so I wouldn’t use up any more of the work day than I had to.

Other than the being locked out for most of the morning it was a pretty good day, but I’m glad it’s Friday.

Kari’s Addendum:

I have only one thing to say here, folks: If you marry a man who knows how to pick locks, don’t ever leave home without him! (Especially if you’re in the habit of leaving home without your keys!)