#610 – Jammed
Posted on April 15, 2013 at 12:00 am by Chris
Chapter: Comic
I worked at a place for a few years that expanded and moved to a larger building. A few months later I drove all the way to the entrance of the parkinglot before realizing I was at the wrong location. Fortunately I didn’t attempt to walk in the employee entrance.
Tags: landlord, lock, stab
And the guy was just waiting behind the door with his fancy stabbin’ knife at the ready?
It was just that kind of neighborhood. Why do you think he moved?
“Yeah, I remember now, I moved out because there were so many knife-wielding psychopaths moving into the building. Well, let’s get going.”
“…”
“Come on, man, you’re my ride. Let’s go.”
In stabby guy’s defense, if I heard someone fighting with my doorknob and talking angrily outside my door, I’d probably grab a sword and be standing right inside the door in case they got it open. If said door then came flying at me ’cause someone kicked it off its hinges, I might be scared enough to stab that someone.
I’d just turn up the TV to drown out the doorknob sounds and angry talking.
As for them entering, I usually have Legos spread all over just inside my doors and windows, which deters most intruders. Anyone foolish enough to enter will not only draw all sorts of attention from the neighbors due to the screaming, but will also be temporarily paralyzed, thus giving me the upper hand.
Problem: Solved
That only works on barefoot intruders.
Fortunately we posted a sign that says, “Please remove shoes before entering.”
Because all criminals obey signs.