Drove up to Mutti's today for some left-over Chinese food. On my way this made me think of her.

The Chinese food was great! While I was eating I heard this infernal hammering coming from the basement. At first I didn't think much of it because there's always something being fixed, hammered, rearranged, moved, demolished or boxed up.
Then Gogo came upstairs and said that Pops was trying to get into the downstairs bathroom that had been mysteriously locked from the inside. Hmmm? I thought to myself, 'Don't doors usually have a release switch on the inside of the door knob?', but then again this is probably some kind of New & Improved door knob that no longer has that feature, because Pops would've surely checked for that before banging the door to death.
The knocking continued on and on and then all the Chinese food was gone and still the banging continued on...
I figured he still wasn't able to get into the bathroom door and his rage was probably rising. By this time I was really curious about this new and improved impenetrable door and had to see if he had started with a blow torch yet. Right as I came down the stairs he was lifting the door off it's hinges. As the door was leaning against the wall I asked him why he didn't just use a toothpick. He said he tried and it didn't work. I took my Swiss Army knife from my pocket and pulled out the toothpick. Sure enough, after 3 seconds the lock popped open. "Well I guess that was the freshest waste of the day."
Pops was stunned and wanted to immediately know how I was able to unlock the door with my plastic toothpick. He learned something today and like he always says,
"Knowledge is Power."