= released =

i've decided to be very wary of locksmiths. today i went to one because i haven't been able to get the tool box on the truck to lock/unlock. as it turns out, the key i had for it was the wrong one. so my friendly neighborhood locksmith looked at the lock, went inside, looked at my key and told me he could make me new keys that would unlock the box.......huh? i figured he would have to replace it or at least pull it out and look at it, but no....he cuts two keys, hands them to me and bids me good day. the scary things is - they worked. it's ridiculous how easy it was for this man to create something that gets in and out of a place that was made to keep people out. i hopes he has scruples.

i had a copy of my truck key made too since i only had the one copy and have been known to lock myself out of vehicles in the past. i bought a key hider as well and when i got home i went to hide the magnetic box/key hider. funny thing is that when i reached my hand in to hide it....i found a box and a key from the previous owner in the exact same place i was going to place mine. that's ridiculous. (ridiculous is one of my favorite words by the way).

and to pull it to a close - another little diddy from the locksmith shop. i am making small talk with the lock ninja at this place and we start talking about his truck outside (we're in texas after all) and i notice that his license plates say "OPEN IT." I may have had my first blonde moment in a while because I heard myself asking a locksmith in a locksmith shop "what does open it mean?" like, duh silly. a bit of the egg on the face if you follow johnny. ahh well, i may have to go back - it was one of the more intersting encounters i've had in awhile.

enough of the chit chat - i'm out.