Crappie doodle doo

Well, I locked myself out of the office tonight. I was closing the restaurant and I was feeling fairly cocky since the evening went pretty smoothly and I'd had no problems during the other closes I've had. I was ahead of schedule and for sure I was going to get out of the restaurant by 2 am, at the latest!

Oh no my friend. Oh no. I came out of the office to tell the bartender that his drawer was short and "click" I realized my keys were inside. With no access to the office I sure as shit wasn't closing anything down tonight.

I am feeling a little upset that I couldn't get a hold of the other managers. Twice I've been called when somebody else locked themselves out of the office and I've come running. Despite the myriad of phone calls no one could be reached. I tried the credit card trick. I tried climbing through the cieling. I considered breaking the door. I imagined some fantastic device that I would create that would slip under the door, flip up, hook on and turn the door handle. Alas, I had to make a choice. I could stay all night until someone with keys to the office came along or go home and wait it out in the comfort of my couch and Celebrity Poker Showdown for company.

So here I am awake at 5 in the morning because I don't want to go to sleep and miss being at the restaurant at 6 am when the first crew gets in. And in my head, playing on a loop, is that wonh wonh wonhhhh sound. I'll never hear the end of it.