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I thought that the worst thing that could happen after watching the season finale of Lost Season 5 was that I’d be upset about one of my boys dying (they were all still alive by the end of the episode. Whoot! Now bring on Season 6 in 2010). Instead, I ended up stuck in my own bathroom for an hour.

I headed to bed around 12:20 a.m. after reading other people’s comments on the finale.  What I should have done, like a normal person that has to get up at 6 a.m. for work, was headed to bed directly after Lost at 11 p.m.  Instead, I was a nerd and wanted to read my fellow nerds’ opinions.  After brushing my teeth, I went to open the bathroom door, and it was stuck.  I thought it was just normal stuck, and turned the knob and jiggled.  The knob could turn perfectly, but the door would not budge.  The lock was jammed into the door frame.  Surprisingly, I remained calm, but that may have been cause I was a mix of exhausted and hyped up.  I banged on the door to wake my parents to help.  Both my mom and dad woke up and we tried to open the door with tools.  We even unscrewed the doorknob, but, even though the knob came off, the lock was still jammed.  We attempted to take the hinges off of the door, but the hinges had been painted over so it was like we were just taking the paint off of the door.  My dad called a few locksmihs, but they were either unable to come to our area or were not 24/7.  So there was only thing left to do – call the SSF Fire Department.

Unlike a locksmith who probably would have taken forever to get there, the firemen came right away.  They followed my mom’s request and didn’t turn on their lights or sirens (as if I wanted the neighborhood to know what was going on).  The 3 firemen tried to open the door by trying to get the lock out, but to no avail.. The guys were really nice.  They asked if I was ok which took me a few seconds to answer cause I was tired and the loud fan that turns on with the light in the bathroom was on so I couldn’t hear anything very well.  Honestly, all I had been doing in there while waiting was sitting or plucking my eyebrows.  Eventually they sent my dad and the smallest firefighter, Jimmy, out into the backyard where Jimmy climbed up a ladder, unscrewed the screen on the bathroom window, and shimmied through our tiny bathroom window and dropped into the shower.  I didn’t think anyone was capable of fitting through that window (I sure can’t), but Jimmy was able to pull himself in lengthwise and not hurt himself.  SSF trains their firemen well.  I stood there and watched the firemen try the lock again then Jimmy took off the hinges from the door by hammering a screwdriver up them.  The door popped open, the lock popped out, and now we have a doorless bathroom which is going to be a lot of fun when one of us needs to pee or take a shower.  The firemen were happy to see that I was ok, my parents were happy to see that I was ok, my mom was happy to see the firemen, and Joe might have slept through most of it.  Exhausted and estatic that I wouldn’t have to sleep in the bathroom, I headed to bed at 1:55 a.m.  How I’m going to survive the day at work, I have no idea.  At least I have the Smallville season finale to look forward to tonight.  And I’m going to blame this whole thing on Jacob from Lost, with his all-encompassing power and knowledge that allows him to figure out who will come to the island but apparently does not prevent him from getting shanked by Ben or save me from the bathroom.  Thanks to my parents and the SSF Fire Department!!!