LOL... I Just Locked Myself Out in My Pjs

I was newly married and we had planted a huge, beautiful garden. It was summer break from school so I was off work. I went out to pick some green beans and as SC was sweltering I decided to go out in just panties and a swimsuit cover-up with really deep arm holes. No bra, no shoes. Locked myself out of the house. Went around to the back of the house (trailer) and tried to break in with a screw driver. No luck. Had to walk all the way to the neighbors house, up by the road, knock on the door, ask to use the phone. All the while trying to cover myself as I was a good 38 DD in a barely covering shirt and panties, no bra, covered in sweat, and on the verge of tears. Their son was able to 'break in' the back door with the screw driver. I NEVER left the house again without being fully dressed, even to just pick beans an eight of a mile from the road and neighbors!!!

Back when I was young and didn't care about skin cancer (I'm totally showing my age here), I was sunbathing in just panties and locked myself out. This was before cell phones. I had to wrap myself in a towel - thank goodness I had that - and go ask to use the neighbor's phone to call my husband at work. Very embarrassing . . .

walk to a coffee shop? do you have a car? id J. go get mcdonalds in my pjs and hang out for a while or break in through a window

I do not know why, but each neighborhood I have lived in, all sort of crazy stuff always happens.

One time, I got a strange message on my cell phone from a neighbor saying.
"L. I have locked myself out of the house, and I am hoping you are home so you can bring me the copy of my key. "

The second message,
"L., when you get this message, please bring my house key, I am naked and will be hiding under the deck. "

The next message.,
"L., I am using the new neighbors phone, and I only have a tshirt on, I locked myself out of the house."

I thought, what the hell?

We had been out of town, so we rushed home, dashed to this neighbors home. We were calling out her name, I had her key at one time, but her husband had needed it, so we no longer had a copy.. I carried a blanket over for her.

I was searching the backyard, looked under the porch and the deck.
My husband was also trying to break into her house. He then said, "this window is open".. So we called out to her no answer.. i climbed in the window and opened the front door. We searched her house. Her purse, keys, everything was there, but no neighbor.

I went to the New neighbors house, but she would not open the door!
Later I get a call from this naked nut, and she tells me, her friend, from across town, had come over and picked her up, she was at her house.

I told her I had her set of keys.

Apparently, her husband and the kids had gone out of town to see his parents. She decided to color her hair. So she slipped on a tshirt and put color in her hair. She walked outside onto the deck to read the paper, Once the color had set, she needed a towel but when she went to her door to get inside, she realized it locks from the inside!!!!

So she used the water hose to rinse her hair, getting her tshirt all wet and covered in hair color..

No place to go, she had to creep along the shrubs, quickly knock on the new neighbors door.. When the woman answered, naked nut, had to peep from around the house and say, "Hi, I know this is odd, I am your neighbor, may I borrow your phone? I am wet and and not dressed and am locked out of my house. I just need to make a quick call and ask our neighbor, L. she lives in that house over there, to bring me my key."

The new neighbor handed over her phone and said, "Whatever"... like my friend was crazy..

When i did not answer, 1st message left.. Then second call.. That is when she called the other friend. She thanked the woman and THEN asked if she could borrow a towel or blanket!!!!

The woman slammed her door and then a moment came back with a towel.. and shut her door!!!!

OMG.. When this neighbor told me this story, I tried not to pee my pants.

FYI, we live on one of the major streets in our neighborhood..

lol...I don't wear pj's so I'd be in BIG trouble if that happened to me. =)

I let the dog escape this morning. He ran around the area for 2+ hours... evading capture. He eventually got himself trapped in the horse pasture and I tried to lure him out with a piece of cheese. The pasture has an electric fence which I forgot about so I got a little jolt. I did eventually capture him and he is now curled up sleeping. Jerk.

When my oldest daughter was 2 I went to get the mail and she locked me out. I ended up having to shimmy my way in the kitchen window. My neighbour came home just in time to see me half in half out with my pants falling down. Good times.

Ten years ago I was custom making my wedding invitations. I made a sample, went out onto our back balcony (we live in a 900sq foot condo on the third floor), to look at the card in the sunlight. I closed our sliding glass door so our dog wouldn't follow me out onto the balcony. So our dog jumped up onto the sliding glass door and flipped the locking mechanism on door.
Forty minutes of me stuck on the back balcony (in the middle of the day, mid-week, all neighbors at work, no phone). WHILE I watched my dog, run by the glass door, pick-up my colored pencils one by one and chew them to pieces; steal my custom ordered rubber stamp from off the dining room table--chew that to pieces. Then she grabbed my razor-blade tool (looks like a pencil with a sharp pointed blade on the tip) and ran away with it. I freaked out. I banged and kicked on the glass door so hard it jiggle the lock loose.
Dog fine. My nerves shot. And I looked like a crazy-person. Not the best 40 mins of my life.

LOL LOL LOL,

Thanks for the good laugh.

Be glad you weren't wearing something soft, frilly and transparent. LOL LOL LOL

I hope you find a key soon. BTW, you might want to check and see if you have a window unlocked.

I dove into a lake and lost my trunks. They sunk to the bottom before I could retrieve them. (They had my spare change in them.) Someone I know thought it was ssssooooo funny until she lost her top for making fun of you know who.

Good luck to you and yours.

I DID THAT LAST YEAR! No bra, horrible, ugly, tshirt, oily hair, and pj bottoms, no shoes, had to wait outside for 2 hours in the sweltering heat for my hubby to come home and let me in.

It also happened to me as a kid. My mom actually made me crawl through the a/c vent inside the house to unlock the door and let the family in. THEN< he found the keys in her pocket.

Good luck, I guess you can pull some weeds or something :)

Running late for work
Dodge out the front door
Go to click the car open - no clicker in hand. No keys in hand.
Took off work pumps, hiked up skirt, and climbed our 6 foot privacy fence.
Broke in through kitchen window.
Changed clothing
Got clicker
Went to work.

Found out later that several neighbors enjoyed the show :P

R., I would walk down to my neighbor's in my PJs. Is there no way to break in?

Ha! Glad to see you have asense of humor.

My last headsmack moment was last week. I lost my car key and spent four hours turning the house upside down and enlisting my 2 year old on a "key hunt."

Speaking of pajamas, the key was "hiding" under a pair of my daughter's pajama pants on the floor.

Now she sees my car key and hands it right to me!

Hope you get inside soon!

Is it okay if I just point and laugh?

This is precisely why I never lock the door coming in from the garage and the garage door has a keypad. Although there is always a possibility I lose my mind and forget the code, I figure the chances of that happening at the precise moment I am also locked out of my house wearing something I didn't quite think through is like one in a million, right?

My son's first day of kindergarten no less! We weren't locked out of the house but hubby rearranged cars the night before and blocked my car in with our truck. When he left in the morning he reminded me all I need to do is move the truck. He keeps 1 key on his key set and the spare stays in the house. He piled up my keys and phone together the night before so I figured the truck keys were there. Nope, I open the door and was instantly reminded I had to move the truck so I go to get the keys. They are no where to be found. I called him, he said I thought you had them...I'm sure you can guess the rest. I start tearing the house apart to find the spare and the spare spare that doesn't have a key faub. Nothing. Call daycare freaking out and she says I'll be right there. She calls back a couple minutes later and one of their employees wasn't there yet so she couldn't leave but her mom (owner) would come as soon as she drops off her girls at 8:15.

My car was angled and had a planter box on one side and the truck on the other. I'm looking at it thinking I wonder if I can make it through. I figured I'll give it a try but if it looks like I'm going to get too close and possibly hurt my car I'll stop. I went forward and backward almost 10 times, getting out every time to check my clearance. I still DO NOT know how I did it, neither does my husband, but I made it. I had 1 inch clear from my mirror to the truck and 2-3 inches clear on the planter box side to my rims. No scratches and no accidents...phew! I did drive 1 foot onto the lawn to do it and miraculously didn't break the sprinklers. I canceled daycare and thanked them profusely! My son was 30 minutes late on his first day of school. He's NEVER been late again! It was awful! The spare key somehow ended up in the bed of the truck, locked in by the camper shell. Still don't know where the 3rd key is...

I hope it's not a long walk. =)

Lol R.!
Our dog locked me out once. I had my robe--thank God--had to go to the neighbors and call my FIL. Nice.

Now would be a good time to test the security of your home.... did you try all the windows?

(sorry you are dealing with this, in PJ's no less.... )

Oh....the life of R.!

At least you were wearing SOMETHING. (wink wink).

My son had just gotten his driver's permit and I was exhausted after a day of work, but he wanted to drive to the grocery store. His dad let us use a little truck for him to learn to drive with, a 5-speed, and I'm good with a clutch so I was teaching him.

Anyway, we get to the store. For some unknown reason, my son felt safer parking 50 miles away from all the other cars. Okay, slight exaggeration, but seriously, he really couldn't have gotten further away. Long story short, he locked the keys in the truck on top of it. Fortunately, there was a wire hanger in the back. Unfortunately, it didn't work as far as unlocking the doors. Fortunately, there are windows that go from the shell to the cab. Unfortunately, they were locked from the inside. We'd had a cold snap and it was fricking freezing.

We went in the store to get warm, wandered around, and realized we had no choice but to call my ex-husband who had a spare key. My son was afraid he was going to rip our heads off. When he goes into lecture mode, there's no shutting him up and my relationship with my ex was tenuous, at best.

It took forever and he finally got there after we'd frozen our tails off. He wasn't too hard on us, but we did get a lecture. My son hasn't locked himself out of anything since, but I have.

So now, I have spare keys hidden on my vehicle and I wear my house and car key around my neck at all times as a matter of habit. I figure that unless my head falls off, I've got a pretty good chance of not losing my keys.

You live in a pretty diverse place. I doubt a woman in her pajamas is the strangest thing they've ever seen. Where I live, I could walk anywhere and they'd give me some coffee and something to eat and let me pay them back.

Don't be afraid to ask for a favor.

Hang in there! Let us know how it works out!

We had just moved to a new town and were living in a 4-plex that had two entrances. The doorbell rang and I couldn't tell which door it was for. I was just getting in the shower so I threw on my robe - nothing else. I told the kids to wait for me (5 & 3 at the time) and they didn't. The doors locked behind them. My daughter was only in underwear and my son had on seats and a t-shirt along with a holster, toy gun and knife. There was no one else home in our building - it was probably 55 degrees out. My son gave his sister his shirt so she at least had something on.

We could hang out in the hallway, but that was the only shelter for two cold hungry children. I did not have a cell and my husband was at work (new job as a teacher). I just couldn't bring myself to walk to the high school through town in just my robe and no shoes with my children. There were no windows open and I broke the toy knife trying to open the lock on the door. 11 years later, my son still reminds me of that. After about two hours, one of the neighbors came home and let me use her phone to call my husband to come let us in. He was none too happy, but did oblige.

There have been a few other locked out stories, but this is my best...

Lol! Have a good walk.

Yeah, at least you had your phone!

I did something sort of similar. We were staying with our in-laws at the time. I went to do some laundry. Their home has the laundry room right off the kitchen. I was there alone in the house at the time with my oldest child (and only child at the time) who was about 18 months or so. I closed the laundry room door (the one that separates the kitchen from the laundry room) behind me so that my daughter wouldn't get into the laundry room. That's where they stored their bug spray & household chemicals so we never allowed her into that room.

I was in my PJ's, hair a mess, no shoes on, etc.. When I went to open the door leading into the kitchen the knob wouldn't turn. It was acting as though it were locked although it wasn't! I could not get that door to open. There weren't any tools in the laundry room either so I couldn't take the door off the hinges. My daughter was standing on the other side of the door hysterically crying because she realized I was locked out. They had another door in the laundry room that leads outside. I tried to tell my daughter to go and unlock the front door so I could go around but she didn't understand how to do that.

So I went outside to see if I could find anyone to help me. Well, their next door neighbors had just had their roof redone and there were nails everywhere...all over their shared driveway area. So I couldn't get far barefooted (couldn't even get over to their next door neighbors front door to ask to use the phone) and of course there was no one around! I could hear my daughter still frantically crying inside.

So I went back inside and started shaking the door, turning the handle..still nothing. I realized that I could break out the window on the top of the door although it was above my head. So I got a couple of the laundry baskets that had clothes in them (my in-laws clothes at that!) and piled them on top of each other. I yelled for my daughter to get back. She did. I didn't even think to wrap anything around my hand because at this point I'm pretty hysterical myself.

So I punch out the window with my left hand (which is weird because I"m right handed) and just as I'm punching out the window my daughter comes running toward the door and a piece of glass cuts her right below her eye. She is screaming her head off and bleeding pretty badly. I'm totally hysteric at this point because I realize it could have gotten her in the eye and my hand is bleeding pretty baldy as well. The glass wasn't the tempered glass like I had expected so there are jagged pieces of glass everywhere. I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to lift myself up high enough to squeeze through the window opening and not fall onto the broken glass on the other side. There are also still pieces of jagged glass surrounding the window frame.

I try and remove all the large pieces of glass that I can, then I put a towel around the bottom part of the window area, and I don't really remember how but I was able to hoist myself up and squeeze the upper part of my body through the window although I do remember it taking a lot of effort. I realized the counter was to the right of the door so I could just angle myself and try and get onto the counter vs. the floor with the glass. Plus I coming through the window opening head first. The problem was the counters had the overhead cabinets above them and so it was a tight squeeze & I'm trying not to get cut at the same time. Finally, I was able to get onto the counter and then step down onto the area with the least amount of glass and make my way out of the area.

The first thing I did was tend to my daughter's wound. I thought she was going to need stitches but she didn't. It looked a lot worse than what it was, fortunately. She still has a little scar there to this day. I have a faint scar on my knuckle as well. Once I got her calmed down and treated my own wounds I went inside the kitchen to get what looked like a crime scene cleaned up. There was blood & glass everywhere. T

hen I had to explain to the in-laws & my husband how I had punched out the window. I was really, really, really nervous about having to explain to the in-laws what had happened! They were great about the whole thing and said they completely agreed with my decision and how sorry they were, etc. None of them could get the door open either. They ended up having to take it off the hinges and replace the knob. I offered to pay for the window replacement but they wouldn't allow me to do so. They still mention it every now and then and we laugh about it now.

Locked a BABY in my car in Las Vegas in the summer! Literally cut the window out because it was too hot to wait for any help to arrive!

At least you weren't in your nightie!! LOL!

Smiles!

Dawn

The worst time I was locked out was when I was re-roofing the porch outside my son's bedroom. I had pulled the windows closed behind me, because I didn't want him following me out on the roof. He was standing on the window seat watching, and stepped on the window frame enough to click it all the way closed. That would have been no problem for me to re-open, but then he played with the lock. I called my husband at work to let him know but I was eventually able to talk my son into unlocking the windows. I had to sound calm, or he would have gotten too upset or stubborn to follow directions.

I lose my keys in the car all the time. Usually when I've locked the door with my keys on the way out of the house, but my husband is using his set to drive. So I put mine in my purse instead- but they don't always go in and might slide off on the floor or between the seats instead, and I don't notice until the next time I'm ready to leave the house. Not usually a big problem because we have spare keys. Except for the time my husband did the same thing! He had set his keys on the seat of the car while tearing out a coupon for a restaurant. When we got back to the car, we discovered that we had both locked our keys in the car at the same time.

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Yeah, I have had a few. My last "lock myself out" moment was when I had been moved in this house for about 2 weeks. The locks on the old house wouldn't let you turn the handle to go outside if it were locked. This one will.
It was my oldest's first day at High School. A friend came to see the house, well, you guessed it. She drove me to the High School. I Hated to call him out of class that day. Luckily, the 9th grade counselor was there and volunteered to go in his classroom and get the key from him. I later got a lecture from him on being responsible. :(

R. J: you have lowered my blood pressure today..I have laughed and laughed over these stories!

Last time I locked myself out-I used an axe in the garage and ruined the door leading to the house from the garage. It was old (that was my logic at the time...lol). I wouldn't be able to do that now that we've replaced it :)

We installed a combination deadbolt on our front door. Problem solved.

i got locked out but it wasnt my fault.. my fiance has a habit of turning the locks on the door "to unlock them" even though they are already unlocked- so hes actually locking them, so then when u close them they lock behind you... he went outthe side door of the house for a cigarette and did his usual "unlock the door even though its already open" and then came back in side& got in the shower, leavign the door open but closed the screen. the baby fell asleep so i ran out to smoke a cigarette & closed the door behind me because im paranoid smoke is going to get in the house. well, big shocker, it locked behind me. now my fiance was out in the backyard earlier in the day so i climbed over our fence, which was a project in itself because the bbqgrill is right there on the other side, go to open the back door and he must have done the same thing cuz that was locked too. i had to climb on the cabinets in the garage to get the spare key out so i could let myself back in. - in my pjs, no shoes and when i was halfway over the fence it started raining .. tons of fun neighbors have a key but they werent home and my parents were out to dinner

Locked my keys, purse, phone, lunch, daughter's backpack for preschool, everything in my car in the morning before going to work at 6AM. Car was RUNNING! Husband's working his second day on a brand new job, night shift nurse at a hospital and didn't even know what floor he worked on yet! Who's up at 6AM!? Oh yeah - NO ONE! My four year old daughter and I were locked outside, trying to figure out where we could get to a phone... HAHA. Broke down and knocked on the neighbor's door around 6:30 - thanks heavens she was up and I called my parents. The car ran for 4 hours until AAA got there to open it. Totally lame, but could have been SO much worse - I just kept thinking I was so thankful I hadn't already buckled my daughter into her car seat - she would have been stuck in there. Thank God for small miracles! This was just two weeks or so ago. :)