Locked Out
Today when I locked my keys in my car in a grocery store parking lot, I frantically tried to see if I could pick the lock myself before the locksmith came by jabbing a ballpoint pen into the keyhole. This was right after I had also stuffed a rusty shish kabob skewer in there, snapping it in half.
People everywhere wouldn't stop staring at me suspiciously, but my thinking was that if I could successfully pick the lock and drive off, I would save myself 55 dollars and avoid the locksmith that I had called to come help me.
The locksmith finally arrived and saw my handiwork to the keyhole, with all of its fresh scratches, and he said, "What the heck did you do here?"
"I tried picking it with a ballpoint pen."
Examining the keyhole oozing with ink, he said, "I can see that. But why would you do that?"
"Because my pinkie finger didn't work, man. That, and I didn't have a Philips screwdriver."
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8 Comments
Where the hell did you find a shishkabob skewer?
Why didnt you use your weiner im sure its small enough to fit. you could think of michael jordan im sure that would make it hard enough.
I think there is free locksmithing...but you have to be on campus. One of the parking meter maid people did it for me.
Couldn't you have also called the police to do it? I see them do it all the time.
The campus police do it here for free if you're on campus, but only if your locks are manual. I have no idea why, unless power locks can be easily screwed up and they don't want the liability.
larry... hahaha!
Don't you know how to get into a locked car? Towel around your elbow, smash the window, pop the lock and you're in. And then you gotta fix the ignition...but we'll leave that for another time
=P
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