September 2007

Stuck in the Bathroom

It was my first time home alone, ever. My family had gone on an overnight vacation, and I had decided that 16 was old enough to stay home by myself and not go on a trip. That night I went to take a bath, so I closed the bathroom door behind me and undressed in the bathroom. After a while when I decided to go to bed, I discovered that the door handle had completely broken off the tongue, and it now swung uselessly inside the door. I contemplated panic, since my family wouldn't be home for another 28 hours, but then I remembered my Leatherman Micra that I carry on my pants at all times and which I luckily had with me in the bathroom.



Using the tiny blade, I cut a finger hold in the non-solid wood door, and was thus able to get enough of a grip in the door to pull out chunks of wood and widen the whole. Eventually, I was able to carve a hole in the door big enough for me to climb through, which I promptly did. I later took a picture of the large-enough-to-crawl-through hole in the door which I made with my bare hands and my trusty Leatherman Micra.



Shalom S.

New Rochelle, NY