Recently I've decided that my eating habits are less than healthy due to the sporadic nature of working as a self employed locksmith. You can set out with the best of intentions to eat a nutritious breakfast, but before you know it the phone starts to ring, and we're off! I suddenly realise that it''s already gone 2pm & i'm famished!
When you're out & about with a grumbling tummy it's just WAY too easy to pop into the gas station to fill up on fuel, and before you know it you're snacking on all manner of delicious but nutritionally junkified food
So. I'm going to fix it. Right here & now I pledge to plough more effort into the planning of meals. Keep your fingers (and probably your toes too) crossed for me as I'm going to need a massive dose of willpower :P
Well, I hope everyone is ready for the stormy season? I've personally spent a few hours 'storm proofing' our back garden. The unnecessary ornamental stuff that we manage collect throughout the summer (seriously, where does this stuff all come from?) is packed away, the grass has had it's final (hopefully) cut of the year and wheelie-bins are lined up against the house so they don't go flying across the yard!
Where we'd normally leave the cat with access to the garage, we've closed that off. As the weather cools, other furry creatures might see the garage as an ideal place to build a nest out of the elements.!
What I would expect as the wind builds is that there'll be lots more ppl locked out as the door randomly slams behind them. It's definitely worth making sure there's a spare key with a nearby loved one/neighbour, but I'd advise that throughout the year.
So, many ppl have asked me how I became a locksmith. It is simple really, ever since I can remember my brain has thrived on puzzles of a mechanical nature. So not Sudoku, but things like locks and any other type of mechanism that can become broken has intrigued me.
My first ever 'lock' that grabbed my attention was the old style corned beef tin. You know, the one that you peel open using a key? I reckon I was around 7yrs old when I remember my Mum losing the plot because I was essentially playing around with a sharp, ripped metal, rusty old corned beef tin I'd rescued from the trash to 'examine'!
Then as life plodded on, I tried my hand at many things and had many jobs before I actually committed and did my locksmith training. It's something I'm thankful of on a daily basis, as not many folk can actually say that their profession is their passion and hobby too.
Today I'm mostly getting prepped for the coming winter. I've changed the quilt on the bed for a heavier warmer version. I'm bagging up summer garden furniture cushions into those vacuum pack baggies...
We often get a quiet spell at this time of year, but it's never any easier to see jobs slow to a trickle. So, while I've got the time I'm pottering about getting ready for Winter!
I'm hoping that I've just mowed the grass for the last time, but there's definitely still a chance of a mini heatwave giving a last spurt of growth. I guess we will just have to wait and see.
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So, as a locksmith you not only help folks get into their properties but you sometimes have to help them get out. The last week has had 2 such jobs for me.
The first one was a homeowner locked in their house due to a mortice key partially snapping inside of the lock. This obviously rendered the lock unworkable from the inside of the house. To gain access allowing the occupants to exit the building entailed fishing out the broken piece of key, and then cutting a new key using the pieces I'd managed to recover from the lock. The guy who had been trapped in his own home was very relieved to have been freed. Also was quite surprised that I was able to cut a new key instead of having to replace the whole lock.!
One of my unwavering principles of locksmithing is that wherever I can fix a lock rather than replacing it (replacing a lock is often at a substantial cost), I will! At Key Change we are responsible locksmiths, we're not a 'fleece the customer' cowboy type of outfit!
The second 'lock in' was a poor soul locked in their bathroom, this actually happens much more than you'd think! The latch on the bathroom door failed while in the locked position and with the customer in there. Fortunately there was another person in the house who was able to call Key Change and off I popped to the rescue! It was a simple gain entry by bypassing the lock, then replacing the latch.
Today's early morning call was to head out and install a new mortice on a virgin door (that's a door with no locks on it yet).
Thankfully when I eventually got home last night, I brought in a myriad of power tool's batteries to charge up. When you install a new lock onto a virgin door there's a heck of a lot of drilling & whatnot that often need to be done using portable power tools. These run on rechargeable power pack batteries, therefor a certain amount of planning and charging needs to occur in downtime.
I'll likely be out most of the day, but will try to update this blog later on with any interesting (subjectively of course) deets from my job. As I have just penned this post in my self enforced lunch break, I'd best get back to work.
**A hungry locksmith is akin to a hungry bear... Roaarrrrrr
Good afternoon guys. I just thought I'd give a bit of insight into how as a locksmith, it's sometimes the right to 'do the neighbourly thing'. Now, I'm pretty sure that in life we all do things for other people out of the goodness of our hearts? That's just part of our makeup as humans, or at least that's how I would like to view life/us.
So then, to the point of this post. As I was locking up my van on the driveway the other day, a neighbour across the street attracted my attention with what he was doing. I pondered for a minute whether or not there was an issue, or whether my sixth sense was twanged unnecessarily. I couldn't not go over there and ask if the guy was in trouble or not, as I just mentioned it's just a part of human nature to go to someone you think needs your help!!
As I was heading over there, I watched as the guy who'd been at the door trying to get in lifted the toddler with him, and passed her through the small passageway window of the house. I knew for sure then that my particular skill set was needed.
As I walked down the path I heard the neighbour curse as the front door lock was too high for the toddler to reach and open up the door. Anyway, I announced myself and offered to let the guy in as I'm a locksmith.
I used my tool that I put through a letterbox to open up the front door, with zero damage and it takes literally seconds (the amount of folk who ask if I'll sell them that tool is a whole other story). After gaining access, I said goodbye and came back home. It felt good to have done the neighbourly thing, and I'm pretty sure I'd sent great vibes out for me and the company!
August 07, 2017
So, here's my first ever attempt at blogging. I'm hopefully going to create a bit of an insight into a typical day of a jobbing female locksmith. Firstly I feel I must explain why I mention my gender - it's as it often comes up in the conversation when I first appear on a clients doorstep
So why is it a 'thing' when it's a female locksmith that appears to let someone into their home or wherever they're locked out of, I hear you ask? Well I'm going to just throw it out there that it's mostly about our preconceptions. Even to me, as a woman in a job that's usually taken by a man, it can sometimes appear odd when gender specific jobs are fulfilled by the opposite gender you'd expect them to be. I think it's just human nature to have pictures of what we expect someone to be like in our minds eye.
There's a definite preconception by most people, that the locksmith you've just requested will be a man. So when I turn up it throws a lot of people off kilter. Thankfully though there aren't many instances whereby I get anything except positive comments and attitudes towards my being a female locksmith. Maybe that's also to do with the fact that I (literally) hold the key to their gaining access to wherever they may be locked out of 😊
Wow, did I just write the first part of my blog? Maybe this wont be as hard as I thought it would be..?
**furiously crosses fingers**