Someone knocks on the door and I answer it and find out its Mr.Chan this old Chinese guy who we rent the basement to. He doesn't speak a word of English and I don't know Chinese. (except a few words)
After our wonderful 1-way conversation I figure out he locked himself out.
I go the place we keep a bunch of keys and can't find the one to downstairs.
I call my girlfriend who is in HK visiting her parents and No answer. I then call her cell phone and hear it ringing in the house...Fucking Brilliant.
Meanwhile this guy is wandering all through the house wondering the hell he should do. Finally I find the damn key after a 20 minute search.
Once I get his door open, my cat runs through and hides under the guys bed.
That took time to get her out.
Anyways I thought I'd share this wonderful event
