Prison Break!

No, this is not really about that annoying show. I actually engineered my own prson break of sorts last night. After getting dressed to attend a party at my friend's apartment, I unlocked the door only to find that my deadbolt was jammed into the wall. After 45 minutes of futile attempts to rig my door free, I left an emergency message with my management company. Eventually, my super came by and, through the use of a crowbar, pried my door from the wall, destroying both the lock and the wall socket that the lock latches onto. Fortunately, I have a second deadbolt, so I locked that before making my way to the party.

It was a rather interesting turn of events, and my mind raced to think of solutions. I even considered exiting via my fire escape, and then reentering the building in the hopes of fixing the lock from the outside of my apartment. Also, I tried calling my next door neighbor (whose number I had only because he wrote a note near the mailboxes offering to sell various items), but it turned out that he wasn't in town. Eventually, I thought about myself being incarcerated in the apartment all weekend. My cousin might be coming into town, how would she understand that I couldn't see her because I was locked INSIDE my apartment? Who does that, really?! I guess that makes me special.

What if I had created a blueprint of my building on my chest and conjured a way to escape the confines of my apartment? Well, then I'd have the makings of a phenomenal television show, the kind that can not only nab viewers but knock out the greatest comedy of all-time right off its network. It would be such a brilliant concept that it would arrest the development of other, "inferior" programs. I should be a television executive.