Locked Out

I was was reading the following article earlier and it reminded me of a similar incident I had a while ago:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2008/may/12/2

A good few years ago I was renting a room from a couple of friends who had bought a house together. The house had a very small porch at the front, about a metre or so square, and glazed all round like a miniature conservatory. The outside door had a deadlock on it. (All of these facts will become important shortly).

I'm a late riser so I was always the last to leave for work, and on one occasion I happened to forget my keys. I realised this at the *exact* moment I closed the inside door and heard the little click as the deadlatch engaged. Another moment later I also realised that someone had deadlock the outside door, leaving me trapped in a glassy cell.

Luckily I had my mobile phone with my, but it meant one of my housemates had to travel back home from work to release me, and I had to wait there with no comfortable way of sitting down for a couple of hours until they'd finished a meeting. A woman walking past with a dog came over to try and help at one point, but after I explained what had happened she just laughed and walked off (not that there was much she could do anyway).

I make a point of holding my keys in my hand when I leave the house now, and I've not locked myself out since.

Update: I managed to do this to a friend staying at mine earlier this year as well - I forgot he was there and deadlocked the outside door on my way out. Luckily he was able to clamber out of a top-opening window.