So basically I left my house and went down at the apartment parking lot which is like tiny, to clean my car.
But since i'm so dumb i forgot to bring my home keys with me, but instead bring the key for my car and the garage.
After i'm done with the car I head back upstairs, and i realize i had the wrong key...
Now i panic, i go down stairs again to the car to see if i left my keys there, but nope.
I can't find them, and then it hit me, i left them on my table next to my computer.
Americas's Army and PR taught to not panic, so i calm my self down with a trip to a kebab place right next to my house and get some food, since its 12 and i'm getting hungry, I start thinking "maybe i could climb to the balcony, i mean its just the second floor. Or, get out my credit card and use it to unlock the door. Or take a piece of paper and make a rudimental keys out of it. Or i could just call the firemen."
Climbing failed, i didn't want to break my credit card and the paper key thing made it worse since my keyhole was now stuck with pieces of paper.
So i call the firemen and explain the situation to him. The guy's tone was basically "you dumbass/fuck off i'm trying to eat"
After 2 hours a big red truck arrives and 5 guys come out, they put some plastic plate thingy between the door and the frame and start pushing and pulling and stuff.
So now after 4 hours i'm here writing this story. So next time i will always have extras keys in my garage and car.
But since i'm so dumb i forgot to bring my home keys with me, but instead bring the key for my car and the garage.
After i'm done with the car I head back upstairs, and i realize i had the wrong key...
Now i panic, i go down stairs again to the car to see if i left my keys there, but nope.
I can't find them, and then it hit me, i left them on my table next to my computer.
Americas's Army and PR taught to not panic, so i calm my self down with a trip to a kebab place right next to my house and get some food, since its 12 and i'm getting hungry, I start thinking "maybe i could climb to the balcony, i mean its just the second floor. Or, get out my credit card and use it to unlock the door. Or take a piece of paper and make a rudimental keys out of it. Or i could just call the firemen."
Climbing failed, i didn't want to break my credit card and the paper key thing made it worse since my keyhole was now stuck with pieces of paper.
So i call the firemen and explain the situation to him. The guy's tone was basically "you dumbass/fuck off i'm trying to eat"
After 2 hours a big red truck arrives and 5 guys come out, they put some plastic plate thingy between the door and the frame and start pushing and pulling and stuff.
So now after 4 hours i'm here writing this story. So next time i will always have extras keys in my garage and car.
