Well, today I learned that you should always carry a spare bobby pin with you, because you never know when you'll need to sacrifice the one keeping your out of your face for an attempt to pick a lock. Seriously. =Þ
See, what happened was I was at church, getting ready for the opening ceremonies for my church softball league. My friend, who was in charge of worship (singing), needed to get into the equipment room to get the drums, bass, and amp, and stuff. The only problem was, the room, contrary to a certain someone's reassurances that "the room is never locked," was, in fact locked. We weren't having much success getting in contact with anyone with a key to the equipment room, so I volunteered my bobby pin for lock-picking duty.
This may sound like a statement of the obvious, but let me tell you, it's not as easy as it looks/sounds. I remember reading a book in which the heroine said that she picked up lock-picking skills as a result of her grandmother's paranoia and forgetfulness. Her grandmother would lock up all her jewelry in a desk (or something) and then forget where she stored the key. Thus, the heroine, in order to keep her grandmother from worrying, would always have to pick the lock in order to get the jewelry back out. Sure, she' might've learned the trick eventually, but the book never even hinted that it probably took her days or even weeks to figure out how to do it!! Maybe if she knew something about lock mechanisms, she'd have picked (whoops, unintentional bad pun there!) it up faster, but how many people simply know about lock mechanisms?
I wish that people could take courses on how to pick locks. It'd be a lot of fun, and quite useful, too. Of course, the theft rate would also increase exponentially if they did, I'm sure, so that idea would never fly. Too bad, though, I'd love to learn. And no, I don't have any hidden larcenous tendencies. =Þ
So that's my odd little story for today. ^_^ Hope everyone had a good Father's Day!
