A memorable experience

How come all the oddest things seem to happen to me only? This time, I must blog it down in case I forget to thank God for blessing me with freedom.

Trying to recall back, when I was about 8 years old, I was not the tall Val you all know. In fact, I was a little, skinny, tiny gal who thought she could do anything on her own. One day, at my Daddy's office, I trotted to the toilet which was quite far behind and locked myself in. Determined to be a good girl, I did my business, flushed the toilet and shocked at my disability to unlock the door. Started to panic, I kept trying until I started to sob. (I would wish to have a mobile phone but at that time, I didn't even know what a mobile phone was.) Eventually, I banged on the door and shouted for help. It must be at least 30 mins before someone heard me and I could hear my dear Daddy, Grandma and my relatives asking me to calm down. Step by step, he instructed me to focus and guided me to unlock myself to fresh air. Then, I still had tears in my eyes, but it was more like tears of shame. "Shiao Yin locked herself up in a toilet," it was the joke for the month.

Now, today's story. Around 6.30am, I woke up earlier than usual cos I planned to go to work earlier to complete my report. Eyes half closed, one hand was scratching my butt, sorry, I meant scratching my head and another hand turned the doorknob. To my horror, the door remained locked. I realised that the internal mechanism of the lock must be broken and got stucked. The door just wouldn't budge at all no matter how hard I tried to pull. Tried using my tools to pry on the sides but to no avail. This time, I had a mobile phone, thank God. :) Called my landlord who was just sleeping next door and told them the good news. The wife came with the spare key.With the key, the knob turned but the internal lock was still stucked to the door frame. Her husband came to the rescue with his tool box. I was impressed but the banging and clanging with the hammer and screwdriver didn't sound very comforting. After about 20 minutes, I saw that I was going to be stuck for a while, I started reading a book that was collecting dust on my shelf.My boss asked me to read it two weeks ago, so I figured it was the best time to start while the banging continued.

Super landlord suddenly turned into superman and went outside, asked me to open my windows. I used to curse the fact that my room is by the corridor which resulted in peeping Chinaguy Tom watching me sleep with his perverted eyes. (That's another unfortunate event which I want to forget) However, now, thank God for the corridor cos my landlord was able to climb in my room and work on the doorknob from inside. 15 minutes later, the knob was fully disassembled from the door BUT the damn lock was still stuck!

" I have no choice but to knock and break my way in from the outside." he concluded.

The next thing I know, he climbed his way out my window and started to kick and break the door from outside. Two minutes later, I was free!!! The time was 7.30am. So much for going to work early.

The feeling of freedom is fabulous. I kept thinking who the devil was playing a trick on my door when I was sleeping but I guess the lesson for the day is to never install a cheap lock on your door. Hope my landlord learns his lesson.

It was a lucky thing that I didn't have to go toilet in the middle of the night. Tonight, I'll be sleeping with a hole in my door. I don't mind, at least I'm free.

In fact,life is quite interesting when you get to wake up to surprises like this everyday.