A good friendship ended at our doorstep. If you ask me, it's not always wise to get the same apartment with a good friend. You might think you have a lot in common, but living under the same roof is hard. I had an argument with my friend and was furious with her that I decided to rekey the front door locks the minute she was gone. I had worked with Locksmith Simi Valley once before and knew they are good at what they do and so I scheduled an appointment with the technician for the same day. I was actually very happy that he called back to tell me that he would be in the apartment shortly.
Although our (Oops, my) apartment has good security door locks, the tech was familiar with them and told me he could rekey the deadbolt right away. I was trying to forget about the incident with my friend by starting fresh but couldn't help being very, very angry. I was only glad that the locks had been rekeyed so quickly and now I had a new key and nothing to worry about. I thanked the guy, shut the door, spent some time thinking, had a couple of glasses of wine and then went straight to bed. The following day I woke up late and rushed to get to work. I got ready and out of the door in minutes. Here was my friend sitting on the floor with crying eyes. I shut the door and sat beside her.
To make a long story much shorter, we ended up making up and then she told me that she tried to get to the apartment but her key wouldn't fit. I told her that I had rekeyed the locks and she got furious. She walked away again and I was so upset I decided to call sick that day. I tried to open the door but the key wouldn't fit in. I tried over and over again and then it suddenly occurred to me that I was carrying the old keys (I thought there was need for lock repair the day following rekeying).
I was locked out and have just seen my friend walking away twice within 24 hours. I called back the same company, explained what happened and asked their assistance again. The same guy came over fifteen minutes later, opened the door, made me a duplicate and threw my old keys away. The minute he left, my friend returned. I called the locksmith again to ask him to come back and make us one more key. To be honest, I admired his patience!