My talented brother-in-law just left after a lengthy battle with the storage room lock. It looked for a minute that the lock would win, but with perserverance Dennis claimed victory!
He started off with the traditional butterknife in the door, which quickly turned into a butter knife, steak knife and filet knife all in the door. But alas the door would not budge. His diligent assistant, 10yr old Matthew, was convinced that breaking the door down was the best option. I don't think 10yr olds grasp the concept that it costs money to replace a door. A door that won't even be mine in 2 months.
After the realization that the butterknife in the door was not going to work, my never-say-die brother popped the pins out of the hinges, but again...he was faced with an obstacle. The hinged were enginered so as to not come apart from that angle.
After replacing the pins, it was time to bring out the big guns. I think Matthew would have been thrilled to bring out the chainsaw and rip the door to pieces...but Dennis chose instead to pull out the hammer. Three whacks and the door knob broke off.....Success!!
And we didn't have to tear down any walls, which was next on the list.
Thank you Dennis for freeing the packing boxes!!!
Saturday, February 05, 2005
The art of picking (err, smashing) a lock....
Posted by cari at 6:14 PM
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