Success
January 21, 2003
Tonight I fixed the door. A couple months ago, I had trapped myself in the washroom one night because the knob wouldn’t pull back the latch and let me out. It would just spin and spin. I was standing there naked thinking, “Oh shit. When the locksmith comes, I’ll be naked and happy to see him.” I got Eri to pass me some screwdrivers and pants through the window from the outside, in the apartment corridor. I pried it open and took it apart. For the last couple of months, when we used the washroom, the door could at any moment swing open because there was nothing holding it to the wall.
Tonight I got bored and I took apart half of the door and finally discovered how the locking mechanism works. I was able to fix the door.
I am now a certified locksmith.
Still, I fear I will be alone in the washroom one day and thinking the door would open when I want it to. I fear I will once again be spinning the knob aimlessly while this time, wondering who would pass me screwdrivers and pants. Shudder.
