Success – Sort Of

Mr. Chen succeeded in getting keys made for our front door … just not how we expected. On Saturday, he was supposed to come pick us up for errands at 2pm. At 1:15 the doorbell (which plays the Star Spangled Banner by the way) rang. Unfortunately, Scott was just exiting the shower and Annie had not yet donned a brazier for the day. Thus, Juliet answered the door.

A minute later, Juliet screamed, “Mom … Dad … Mr. Chen is outside with a Chinese guy” (which narrows it down to about 700 million possible people). Mr. Chen apparently had determined if you can’t bring the key to the keymaker then you should bring the keymaker to the house.

When Scott was finally able to throw on some clothes a few minutes later, he made his way outside. However, due to the rain, he wasn’t able to see exactly what was going on. All he could see was that the hood was up on our van and he could hear a fair amount of scraping and chiseling. We have no earthly idea what was transpiring, but ten minutes later Mr. Chen knocked on the door with the proudest “I did it” grin you can imagine.