So, you know the best way to start your day?
Wake up at 1:45 and start getting ready to be at work at 3:00am. Feed your dog and get ready to take him outside for his morning bathroom run. Throw on a light hoodie over your shirt since you’re only going to be a few minutes outside, and check to make sure your door is unlocked before heading outside.
Walk around with your dog and think how cold it is and you probably should have put on a heavier shirt. After the dog finishes his business head back to your apartment and try to open the door. Realize that somehow, the door managed to LOCK ITSELF behind you and you are now locked out of the apartment with no phone, no keys, no COAT, no NOTHING. It’s just you and the dog.
Walk around for half an hour trying to find someone that’s awake to borrow their phone. Find a neighbor getting home at 2:30 in the morning and run up to them and BEG them to borrow the phone. Make multiple calls to work (explain why you WON’T be arriving for work as expected) AND your friend who has your extra key, only to have nobody answer. Realize your neighbor is freezing and wants her phone back so reluctantly give back your life line.
Walk around back and try to break into your windows. Realize they’re sturdier than they look and you are a pathetic burglar who doesn’t know how to open locked windows or patio doors. Walk back around to the front and try to force open the front door using a piece of folded up paper (I had no credit card or anything similar so it was my pathetic attempt to break in that way). Realize the paper is in no way similar to a credit card and will only rip or bend…not force open the lock (seriously…I would have done just about anything for a credit card at that point).
Walk around some more and realize that there are some construction workers across the street and maybe one of them will have a cell phone. Borrow a cell phone from one, but still can’t get in touch with anyone. Realize I forgot the number for the after hours emergency line for the complex so I still can’t even call them. Walk back to the office and try to find the number somewhere.
Finally find the number, but the construction people won’t let me borrow their phone again (bastards) so walk around some more trying to find someone else that’s awake.
Start knocking on doors of anyone that had lights on. For some strange reason nobody would answer their door at 3 in the morning. I wonder why not.
At 3:45…knock on another door and a wonderful old, drunk man answered the door and let me come into his apartment. I’m a little wary about entering strange men’s apartments, but I decided if it came down to it he was drunk enough I think I could knock him on his ass…and I’d been locked outside for almost TWO hours at that point and I just wanted to go inside where it was WARM.
Call the after hours line and they tell me it’s going to cost $75 to get someone out there to let me in and did I still want someone to come. YES I WANT SOMEONE TO COME! It’s almost 4 in the morning and I am NOT spending the next 3 hours outside waiting for the office to open.
Ten minutes later, maintenance comes over to my apartment and asks if they can see my ID before letting me in the building. NO YOU CANNOT! I locked myself out…what makes you think I’m carrying my purse around with me??? Finally convince the guy to open the door and I will show him my ID when I get inside…and if it’s not who I say I am he can call the cops.
At 4:15 I’m finally back in my apartment, drop off the dog, grab my stuff and head to work.
I’m freaking exhausted already and it’s not even 6am.
But what a wonderful way to start my Friday.