O Bountiful Mother
i have something to confess: i think i may be turning into a juvenile delinquent.
you see, our beloved alma mater, no doubt following the lead given by our progressively-minded principal, has decided to lock the aircon remotes in acrylic cases mounted on the classroom walls (!!!). this is probably to prevent lightfingered students from pilfering the remotes away to neighbouring remote-less classrooms, hence provoking a vicious cycle of remote-pinching! while this may seem rather drastic to you, o enlightened reader, you must bear in mind the fact that this is a decision coming from the school that has elected to build treehouses (!!!) for our student population made up almost exclusively of seventeen-and-eighteen-year-olds. in the light of that revelation, locking up the aircon remotes is almost a logical course of action.
however, this may come to be rather problematic when the remotes' batteries run down. so in the event that this contingency should ever arise, me and gracia decided to learn to pick locks! and if i do say so myself, i am a very good lock-picker indeed! :D:D:D armed with only two hairpins, i can twiddle the locks open! and i am much better than gracia hee hee. please don't condemn me as a juvenile delinquent, i promise to use my special powers only for good - such as uhm stealing remotes for the good of all students who would otherwise be forced to live without portable aircon remotes. i cant help it if i'm criminally gifted :p
mmm i think i'll turn my attention to the classroom doors next. give me a call the next time you're trapped in some locked room ;)