The deadbolt broke and I could not get into my condominium.
I had to drive back to my office (I didn't have my cell phone...it was in the house), call my wife at work, call a locksmith after 10:00 P.M. on a Sunday night...and wait in the cold until after 11:30 for him to show up.
Fortunately, it took him only five minutes to get me into the house, and 30 minutes to set up a new lock. Expensive, but in the long run, it was actually cheaper than I thought it would be, and he showed me that the inside of the lock had basically come apart over time. It could have happened at any time, to Kim or myself...just happened to me then.
My poor cat was meowing the whole time I was trying to get into the house, since he had eaten the little bit of food I had set out before I left. I think he was still mad at me this morning.
Anyone else have a similar experience?