it takes one time to lock yourself out of your car or apartment to know that you will never make that mistake again. there's no worse feeling. i'll never forget years ago when i first move into this apartment, i walked out to the hallway to put my laundry in the washer. the second the door shut behind me, i knew F*CK! YEP. I'M LOCKED OUT. i stood there trying to figure out my next move and thank god my upstairs neighbor allowed me to sit awkwardly on his couch for the next hour waiting for jon to get home. luckily, he had a cool enough apartment that i had plenty of things to look around at without either of us feeling like we needed to talk to each other. So after that experience, I made spare key copies and hid them outside. I made copies of my key, my mom's house, my car, probably my neighbor's house key? hell, i don't know.
but today i had an epiphany. wouldn't it be fun- and not a bad idea- to make like… 20 copies of your house key and hide them all over? like… all over town? i think it would be hilarious. have one hidden at the playground up the street, one in the bathroom at the coffee shop and one in a sewer drain. it's like a fun little secret between you and the key. and it's not like you have to worry about someone finding it, right? i mean, if someone finds a keys in a bathroom and they figure out it belongs to my house?? well, my god they deserve to rob me. they have clearly earned it.
anyways, copy your keys!!