I had quiet the interesting week last week to say the least. Thursday night I locked myself out of the bar and in the smoke room. It didn't take long for the word to get out that I had done it but thats fine by me because I am totally owning it. I actually think it's pretty dang funny! How does someone lock them selves out of the bar and into another room? I still don't know how it happened but it did and all I can do is laugh. So now your probally wondering how I got out.
After realizing the keys were inside and so was my phone it dawned on me I was screwed and it was time to try and get tricky. I spent a good hour trying to pop the lock on the door with the open sign out of the window but that didnt work it was to flimsy and just broke into pieces. After there wasnt much of the sign left I moved on to trying to pop one of the plexiglass windows of the smoke room out, no luck there either. I decided ok turn the other open sign back on and wait and see if someone drives by and try and flag them down and have them call the boss. After 15 minutes or so I realized chances of this happening not so good. Where are the cops doing drive bys when you need them? I was about to give up. I pulled up a chair and sat there for a few minutes contemplating the fact that I was going to be stuck in this room for at least 8.5 hours before someone came to work and could let me out. At that moment panic struck. No way was I going to be stuck that long. Thats when my mind switched to what window are you going to take out. I weighed my options, did I take out the window on the door back into the bar? No it was double payned and would probally cost me a whole new door. Ok next option, how about one of the windows on either side of the door? Well the window to the left is pretty big so that won't be cheap and the window to the right just didnt sound to good in my mind either even though it was much smaller. So I turned around and weighed my options as to which plexi window to take out and there were quiet a few to choose from. Finally I decided on the last window in the corner that way if it had to be boarded up for a few days it wouldn't look as bad as if I took one out in the middle some where. Now that I had made my decision how was I going to break it? When I was trying to pop one out I realized they were alot strong then I thought so I most definatley wasn't using my fist because well A. It probally would hurt some what and B. with my luck id end up cutting my wrist and bleeding like a stuck pig. So the chair it is. I picked it up and it went through the window with ease! I climbed out and and never felt so relieved in my life!!!
Ok now I'm out, how in the heck do I get back in to the bar? I had just locked all the doors before locking myself in the smoke room or so I thought. It dawned on me the kitchen door was still wide open but as my luck has it is behind a very tall fence. I tried climbing it with no luck since its got the plastic slates weaving through the chain link. I finally realized my only option was to call the boss which I was going to have to do anyways to explain the busted out window. Where was I going to call him from the bar down the road was already closed, everything else around was too seeing as it was 1:30 in the morning. The cop shop was really my onlt option so I hoofed it the few blocks to the police station. Once I got there I had to explain what happened so I could use the phone and I think they got a good laugh. Got a hold of the boss man told him what happened and no it wasnt an April fools joke and I dont think it really dawned on him till he got to the bar because he asked me where the pile of glass came from, after telling him the story again all he could say was "Ohhhh".
Fast forward about 9 hours. I went back down to work to talk to the boss and the window had just gotten finished being replaced!!! Apparently according to Casey, the handyman, I chose the worst window to break. He said it was the hardest one to put in when he built the room because it was at an angle. Whoops! He adviced me for future refrence which window to take out incase I ever do this again which knowing me is quiet possible! I was terrified it was going to cost me a bunch since plexi glass isnt all that cheap. Thank god we had some left over from the original build and it only cost me labor!!!!
I have heard so many jokes about being a blonde its not even funny. Everyone keeps asking me how I'm going to one up myself on this stunt. I tell 'em I have no idea but I don't doubt in the least that it'll happen!
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