Locked Out

I picked up my new front door key this evening when I came home from work – as I was locked out of my apartment. Or, so I thought.

Turns out that my old key still opens my back door. So, I'm not really sure what the whole point was. I suppose the people taking over the apt complex wanted to know that they had a master key for every door, whereas I thought it was a security issue.

Guess not.

But, just for picking up my keys, I was entered into a drawing for a new MP3 player or an iPod. So, wish me luck on that. And with the new company that's taking over. Let's hope I like them just as well and the customer service doesn't change.

*jingles keys*

I have so many now. I have a feeling I'll try to open my door with my old key for the next several days, seeing as how I didn't get rid of it since it isn't completely useless.

But um… yeah… good news for those of you who didn't get their keys to my place revoked. We're now back door buddies! I know you couldn't be happier.

End Blog.