Letters from Sanford Street # 421

It's hot right now. My apartment is noticeably hotter than it is outside. I have the balcony window open, and the fan on.

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I don't know if I wrote about this, but on the 22nd of August, I accidentally locked my keys in my car, and this was just a few minutes before I was supposed to start work, so I called a locksmith, and scheduled an appointment to get my keys out of my car. 

I left my car and keys at my work parking lot, and worked until lunch, called the locksmith, and he stopped by my work during my lunch break, he had an interesting way of getting my keys out of my car.

I thought that he was going to use a shim to unlock my door through my window, but he did it some other way that I wasn't expecting, he pried open the door using some kind of inflatable balloon, and then slid a hanger through the door gasket to pull my door handle open.

I thought it was going to be 50 bucks, but he ended up charging 80, I left him a 20 dollar tip again, but I know this: I better not fucking do that again. 100 bucks.

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I feel like I need to cycle through my clothes more methodically, because I feel like I'm wearing the same outfit more often that I should, or, wearing the same set of outfits more often than I should.

I did buy replacement shirts for the ones that were damaged by whatever cleaner or detergent I used on them.

I was also going to buy more pants, but, the price went up by 10 dollars per pair.