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"Broke into the Old Apartment..."
Fun. Got to break into my own place this morning.
As usual I walked out onto the porch to get my paper. I didn't take my keys with me because the building's main door has a tendency to not shut unless you apply a little extra force to it. (As an aside, people in the building who actually make sure it shuts and latches behind them are definitely in the minority.) Anyway, I pick up the paper and *ca-click* "Uh-oh."
It actually latched itself. For the first time in months. When I didn't have my keys on me. No problem, I decide, it's 8:40 and the landlord's office just might be open. just a short walk up Baum Blvd. in my sweat pants, sweatshirt and barefoot. Get to the door, nothing. They must not open till nine. Shit.
Walk back the 100 yards to the house, and my feet are starting to get pretty cold. I start thinking of other ways into the building. The basement door's no good, because I know I keep it locked. The basement windows are all barred since they're at ground level. My front window can't be opened. But the side window just might work. I don't think I ever locked it... but it's more than five feet off the ground...
Salvation! Somebody has a couple barstool-like chairs sitting on the porch gathering dust. Haul one over to the window, pop off the screen that the genius before me had installed by stapling it to the windowframe, push the window up and crawl in. Nothing to it.
Then went downstairs walking on as little of my feet as possible and scrub like hell to remove a quarter inch of Pittsburgh from the soles. Then came back upstairs and locked the damn window.
Reminds me of the time Crawford and I got locked out of the house during a brothers' meeting. Climbing up to the balcony was pretty crazy now that I think about it, but hey, I'd just gotten back from boot camp.
Well, yeah. Present a freshly-graduated jarhead with a wall and his first instinct is to climb it. My way in was a lot less dangerous though, unless you count the likelihood of someone thinking I was robbing the place and capping me.
Or just capping me because shooting people is a fun thing to do in East Liberty.
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Sick day
Wouldn't it make more sense to leave the window unlocked so you can break back in at a later date?
I leave the window next to my door unlocked for that reason. Of course, you can't lock yourself out without a key. Also, I live in Vermont, so I'm not particularly worried about crime. But still.
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Re: Sick day
Wouldn't it make more sense to leave the window unlocked so you can break back in at a later date?
I thought about that, but given my proximity to East Liberty (behind the building) I thought I'd leave it locked for a few days just in case anybody saw what I'd done. I just have to remember to be careful when I get the paper. Or hope my neighbor doesn't mind being woken up by a ringing doorbell.
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