Still can't believe I did this.
I went to gather my crap from my locker after my shift, entered combination...nothing. The lock mechanism was very sticky, and I'd been having problems with it all last week (I think it got wet when unlocked at some point). Curse and wish I had something I could use to make a shim (I'd shimmed it open a few times before), and try a few more times.
Nothing. I go back up and ask J if he knew where the boltcutter was kept as my lock was jammed. He calls A (warehouse manager) and says A will meet me in the locker room.
We try the combination a few more times, still nothing. So A cuts the lock. Opens the locker and...
That's not my stuff!
Turned out my brain somehow transposed the locker number (say 342 instead of 324) and the coat rack that was in the corner next to the locker at the time had been moved. I had also left a section of the combination sticker on the back just in case this happened, and so had this person (in apparently the same place).
I'm an idiot who needs to find a paint pen for my lock, or start keeping my crap in the same locker.
I went to gather my crap from my locker after my shift, entered combination...nothing. The lock mechanism was very sticky, and I'd been having problems with it all last week (I think it got wet when unlocked at some point). Curse and wish I had something I could use to make a shim (I'd shimmed it open a few times before), and try a few more times.
Nothing. I go back up and ask J if he knew where the boltcutter was kept as my lock was jammed. He calls A (warehouse manager) and says A will meet me in the locker room.
We try the combination a few more times, still nothing. So A cuts the lock. Opens the locker and...
That's not my stuff!
Turned out my brain somehow transposed the locker number (say 342 instead of 324) and the coat rack that was in the corner next to the locker at the time had been moved. I had also left a section of the combination sticker on the back just in case this happened, and so had this person (in apparently the same place).
I'm an idiot who needs to find a paint pen for my lock, or start keeping my crap in the same locker.
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