Practical Penumbra

This calls for a Congressional Investigation

Now that the construction crew is making merry in one of my theaters, things are getting a liitle too exciting for me. Yesterday, the electrician locked me out of my projection booth.

My theater is pretty old. It was built in 1971, and it seems that over the decades many of the keys to various locks have gotten misplaced. For example, there are locks on the theater doors, the emergency exits, the room where the ice machine lives, the popcorn warmer and several of the concessions drawers that no longer have keys. The projection booth has a yale lock and door handle lock, but since we don't have a key to the handle lock, we only ever used the yale lock.

It was my understanding that the construction crew would only have a key to the front door. Wrong! It seems that the owner's secretary gave the foreman the GM's entire keyring--keys to the whole building! This means he has a key to my office, my safe, and my store rooms. [The owner wants me to count the stores of bottled water every morning to be sure that the construction workers haven't pilfered any, and yet it doesn't bother him that they have an office and safe key. Insert RCA dog head tilt here.]

Well, apparently the eletrician thought he needed to look at something in the projection booth, so the construction guys unlocked the yale lock for him. Then someone locked the door handle before pulling the door closed. Did I mention we don't have a key to the handle lock?

So I go into work yesterday, and lo and behold, I can't get into the projection booth! Auuuugh!!!!!!!! Locksmith, stat! I had him disable the handle lock while he was there.

I can't wait to see what mischief those guys have gotten up to today...