locked!

[thoreau]

11:00am: So - Joe goes to use my bathroom (which is split - the edwardian toilet room and separate bathroom.) He closes the door and the knob falls out in his hand. In a year living here I've never closed the door. It has locked shut - the hinges are on his side of the door. the knob has fallen out of the door and - - any way to get at the mechanism has multiple layers of paint over it. The landlord has been called and she has dispatched a maintenance - and I'm reading LJ posts to Joe in my bathroom so he doesn't feel trapped. oh dear god - this will be a funny story one day - but right now it's pretty um. insane. You too could fly from Palm Springs to SFO for Christmas only to spend it locked in the toilet.

welcome to my world, folks.

UPDATES:

11:21am:handyman has arrived and is as baffled as we are. We're scraping the paint off the faceplate on the door and seeing if we can remove the faceplate.

1130am:OMG - the handyman is out on the ledge outside the bathroom - pushing himself between the apartment..... talking Joe through getting the door open. OMG. this is insane.

Joe is now out and free but the bathroom window is broken and Joe got cut. shit.

1135am: Cut is minor - looked and sounded worse. (monty python) it's just a flesh wound! (end monty python) I heard smashing glass and Joe announcing he was cut. The handy guy is destroying the 1880s lock on the door. Joe is now free - and prolly on LJ.

12 noon: While Joe does his beautification ritual (without closing a door behind him.... I have started imagining - him using his battle scar to garner "I was trapped" pity all day long. All the cubs at christmas open houses gathered around him - hearing his horrible story of being locked in the watercloset. "I didn't have a laptop or iPhone - I wasn't sure how I'd survive" (collective cub gasp) Oi! LOL!

(giggle)

end of post.

Comments

[budmassey.livejournal.com]

A battle scar is a great pick up line. Let's see. Didn't he get that, wait, I think it was, yes, fighting off a would-be mugger who had a Bowie knife. And he was on drugs. The mugger that is. And big. Really big.

[theoctothorpe.livejournal.com]

Funny thing... I actually know someone (not on LJ, but probably many SFers know him) who made up a HUGE story about a scar he had on his chest, about how he got knifed by a mugger, and he was protecting a friend, etc. which would be funny/clever if he let people in on the joke, but he allowed them to take it seriously.

I (effectively) live in NYC where that sort of thing *actually happens*, and in fact, happened to my partner (although that was in Brazil). When I realised his story was bullshit, I kinda ignored him throughout the remainder of my trip.

[budmassey.livejournal.com]

I suppose it would be hard to back away from that story once he lost control of it. You're right. It would have been funny if he played it as a joke. Of course, one has to wonder how he *really* got it. Maybe that would explain why he makes up the other story. :-)

[theoctothorpe.livejournal.com]

oh, it was a basic medical scar.

[cuboz.livejournal.com]

I think I know EXACTLY who that story relates to! I've heard it before... And it's very funny! :-)

[theoctothorpe.livejournal.com]

Please, no naming names.

[cuboz.livejournal.com]

The names have been changed to protect the innocent (or NOT so innocent! LOL)

:-)

[low-fat-muffin.livejournal.com]

I have started imagining - him using his battle scar to garner "I was trapped" pity all day long. All the cubs at christmas open houses gathered around him - hearing his horrible story of being locked in the watercloset. "I didn't have a laptop or iPhone - I wasn't sure how I'd survive" (collective cub gasp) Oi! LOL!