It was one tough lock

This week started out rather, ummmm, interesting. I go to the gym 5 days a week and I go to the locker room but what stuff I don't need in the locker, lock it and go do my thing for an hour, go back to the locker change from workout clothes to swimsuit, etc, etc. Oh yes, then there was Monday. After taking out my towel I shut the locker and put the ole lock on, hear that click that confirms that all is safe inside and then I realize that the keys are now inside the locked locker and I really can't call anyone because my phone is also inside and I don't know any ones phone number. End result - the female lifeguard had to break my lock. Oh, it was a good lock because it took forever for it to break. Now I am thinking that maybe it would be a good idea to get a lock that has numbers instead of a key but then the BIG question is - will I remember the numbers? Makes me wonder what is going to happen next. I love my life, it is so full of mishaps, experiences, and once in awhile sensational.