I get off work at midnight and that is usually when I go shopping at Wal-Mart. I love that it is pretty quiet in there at that time and I don’t have to dodge around a lot of other people. I thought that this would be a good time to look at the plants in the outdoor garden area. Some friends of mine from work were in there too and we chatted for a bit then they left. I stayed in there looking for a little while longer picking up and looking at all of the plants and after all of that looking I decide not to buy any at this time so I head for the automatic sliding glass doors. As I am heading towards the door I see that right next to it they have the flower bulbs on sale so I head over there to take a look. I really like bulbs because all you have to do is plant them one time and they come back up every year. That is my kind of gardening. It works out to be pretty cheap and you always have beautiful flowers.
Now, I was standing there for at least five minutes looking in every bin and oooing and awwwing over how beautiful all the flowers would be in my garden when I realized that my cart was parked right in front of the automatic sliding glass door and the door isn’t opening. This is strange because I came in through that door and I saw my friends leave through that very same door just a few minutes before this so why isn’t it working now? I put my fingers in the opening to see if it is stuck and try to pull a little on it but, that didn't work. I see an electric eye on the side so I wipe it off to see if that will help. It didn't. I look through the doors and there isn't anyone out there so knocking won't do any good. I’m not really one to panic so I stood there feeling pretty confused and thinking that I wish I had gone to the grocery area first so if I had to spend the night on the patio I would have something to snack on. A big Hershey bar would hit the spot right now.
I used to work at Wal-Mart so I kinda remembered the phone number and it only took me 3 times to get the number right (thank goodness no one answered the wrong numbers) (Hello, sorry to wake you but, I’m locked in the Wal-Mart garden center, could you look up their number for me?).
When I got the right number I got a hold of the checker up front and told her that I was locked in the outside garden area and she asked me "Well, how did you get in there?" (I parachuted in) I told her the door was open when I went in. She was laughing and I was too (can see the humor in it) She said she would get someone to let me out and we hung up and I saved the Wal-Mart phone number in my cell phone. Just in case... Then I just stood there waiting for someone to show up. In about ten minutes the guy that was working in the garden department came back from break and found me standing behind my cart facing the door.
He does a double take and comes to the door and asks me if it is locked. (No, I just like to stand in front of unopened doors to freak out the employees) I smiled and said that it was.
He then unlocked it and told me that he saw the other people go in and out and he always locks it when he leaves the area (so he was the one that locked it – why, then, ask me if it is locked?) he unlocks it and tells me he is sorry and all is well (shouldn't I get a coupon or something for being nice about being held prisoner?). Judging from the look on his face when he showed up I don’t think he got the call to come to my rescue. Really, the look on his face was priceless. Like, a mixture of “What the hell? And “Will I need a chair and a whip when I open the door?”
I got out safely and we all lived through it and I don’t go into the outside garden center in the middle of the night anymore.
Do you have any stories about being locked in (or up)?
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