It was a long time ago but it really happened. I was working as a teacher in Bed Styvesant in Brooklyn. I got up went to the bathroom and somehow I locked myself in the bathroom. I could not get out the door was jammed. I had no way to call the school and tell them that I would be late.
What to do? For some reason I had a spoon in the bathroom. I think it was there to take medicine. I used this as a tool. I chiseled my way out. Minute after minute I hit the door and carved into it with the spoon.
Finally I dug a hole in the door and was able to reach the lock mechanism. I released myself from my prison and quickly called the school. They laughed for weeks about my predicament. It was the joke of the school. Even the students made it a point of snickering about my bathroom experience. I was embarrassed but eventually it went away.
This happened a long time ago. But it is one of those things that happen that you really want to forget. I wrote it for you guys to show crap always happens and just when you think it is safe to go into the water a shark takes its bite.