Lousy Keys
Alright, I can't complain overly much about my apartment. It is spacious enough for a single fellow on his own (could be larger, but it's decent enough). I can't complain about maintenance, either. Crews regularly come through to check furnace filters and coils, ensure that smoke alarms work properly, and replace burned out lightbulbs outside on our shared walkways. I haven't seen but one bug in the apartment since I moved in on January 1, and I'm pretty sure that bug flew in while I had the door open.
While there are a few things I would like to see improved about the complex, overall, it merits some appreciation.
The biggest problem I have with the complex, though, is the keys. I don't know where they have their keys made, but the key-making people need to seriously consider making keys out of metal that is a bit tougher. I've dealt with some metals before in my science classes, and they run the gamut from being so soft you can scratch them with a fingernail to so dense that they stop bullets mid-flight. Our keys seem to be made from something toward the former end of the scale. On my first day moving in, when I first got my key, it broke off in the lock as I tried to enter my apartment. I laughed it off and got the office to give me a replacement.
Tonight, I came back from having coffee with an old friend and my old high school English teacher (the three of us spent an evening discussing Dostoevsky). Wouldn't you know it, my key broke off in the lock again. This time, though, the office wasn't open. I had to find a neighbor who had a flashlight and a pair of needle-nosed pliers to pull out the piece, and then I had to drive to my parents' house to pick up the spare key I left with them. I'd have used my own tools (my dad must have gotten them for me for a reason), but they were inside my apartment.
Seriously, keys aren't supposed to break off when you put them in the lock and turn them. What's the deal?
While there are a few things I would like to see improved about the complex, overall, it merits some appreciation.
The biggest problem I have with the complex, though, is the keys. I don't know where they have their keys made, but the key-making people need to seriously consider making keys out of metal that is a bit tougher. I've dealt with some metals before in my science classes, and they run the gamut from being so soft you can scratch them with a fingernail to so dense that they stop bullets mid-flight. Our keys seem to be made from something toward the former end of the scale. On my first day moving in, when I first got my key, it broke off in the lock as I tried to enter my apartment. I laughed it off and got the office to give me a replacement.
Tonight, I came back from having coffee with an old friend and my old high school English teacher (the three of us spent an evening discussing Dostoevsky). Wouldn't you know it, my key broke off in the lock again. This time, though, the office wasn't open. I had to find a neighbor who had a flashlight and a pair of needle-nosed pliers to pull out the piece, and then I had to drive to my parents' house to pick up the spare key I left with them. I'd have used my own tools (my dad must have gotten them for me for a reason), but they were inside my apartment.
Seriously, keys aren't supposed to break off when you put them in the lock and turn them. What's the deal?
posted by The Academian | 7:30 PM
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