Then last night the eldest child came down the stairs looking for me. But when he had trouble opening the door because it was wedged into the frame, he tried turning the key. Suddenly I found myself locked inside my own workshop. Of course I sent him to get mom who simply told him he wasn't to be down there.
After several minutes of shouting and banging on the floorboards above I realized that the TV was turned up too loud for anyone to hear me. What to do? I could keep working and see how long it was before they missed me (or eventually my paycheck). No, instead I grabbed a screwdriver and dismantled the lock, then sent all the little elves out for a break. Guess I need to start keeping the key with me.