u/Bulky_Athlete_7132

locked myself out in january wearing just boxers and a hoodie. it was like negative ten degrees out there, the kind of cold that makes you question every decision you've ever made.

i stood outside for like 20 minutes freezing my ass off, waiting for my roommate to come back and save me. the whole time i'm standing there shivering, rehearsing my whole "victim of fate" speech in my head. practicing how to explain this without sounding like a complete idiot.

then it hits me. i reach into my other hoodie pocket. the spare key. it was right there the entire time. i'd been holding it in my pocket while standing outside like some glitching npc, teeth chattering, looking absolutely unhinged to anyone passing by.

walked back inside and just stood there in the hallway for a solid minute trying to process how stupid i'd been. my toes are still mad at me. pretty sure my neighbors think i'm in some weird cult now—half-naked guy standing outside in a blizzard talking to himself.

the kicker? my roommate texted me five minutes later asking if everything was cool. i never even got to use my whole prepared speech.

TL;DR: stood half-naked in the snow for 20 minutes waiting for help while the spare key was literally in my pocket the whole time.