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Close to Nowhere Cell phones come in handy! My work week starts on Wednesday, when I send out all the classified bills and start getting stuff organized for the upcoming week. Last Wednesday started off with a strange omen of things to come... Often, when I go to the post office on the square and get the mail, I run by Fred’s Dollar Store and get a diet Pepsi and usually some snack/junk food. (Did you know postal clerk Kenny Rose is going to retire before next Christmas — after 35 years with the post office!) This particular Wednesday at Fred’s I decided to visit the newly remodeled restroom in the newly remodeled store. I noticed the lock and door handle were a little “hinky” but didn’t pay it a lot of attention — until I’d washed my hands and was trying to unlock the door. First, I thought it was wet hands. Then I realized it wasn’t my hands, it was the hinky lock and door handle. I wasted about five minutes trying to get myself out of there before I started knocking on the door and asking politely “Is anyone out there?” That didn’t work either, as the restroom is located in the back loading room area. I was standing there trying not to panic (I was keeping panic as a very viable option though) and wondering how and when I was going to get out of there. It finally struck me that I had my cell phone in my pocket. I called Kris at the office and asked him to look up the number for Fred’s. After I explained why I wanted it, he had lots of trouble snickering while reading me the number. I called Fred’s and Tonya, the really nice cashier that I chat with regularly, answered. It’s really embarrassing to say, “I know this sounds stupid, but I’m locked in your bathroom.” She didn’t laugh! She called out to Von, an assistant manager, and told him that a customer was locked in the bathroom. He came, politely (and nervously) knocked on the door and asked was I ready for him to open the door. I sure was! Only thing — he couldn’t get it open either! He finally resorted to a screwdriver and popped the lock out. He was so nice and didn’t laugh at all. And I have to tell you this — I’ve often thought about going to Fred’s website and commenting on how nice Von is — he goes above and beyond making sure I always have a really big bag of cat food. One time I think he even unloaded a bag off the delivery truck for me. Several valuable lessons learned: 1. Never lock a hinky lock! 2. Always have your cell phone in your pocket! 3. Be prepared for everyone you know to laugh long and loudly! |
     
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