My oldest daughter called me at work the other day to tell me that she had “somehow” locked both sets of her keys in the trunk of her car. She had set in her backpack, and then decided she needed to do something else in the trunk, and had laid her coat down—with her keys on top. The spares were in her backpack. Then she closed the trunk.
When I got home from work, I began the process of trying to break into her car. I took one look at the locking mechanism, and realized that I could not use the “slim jim” method, since her locks are electronic. We decided to slip a wire between the door and the frame, and try to loop the handle, thinking that pulling the handle from the inside would unlock the door. Number three daughter was standing there watching us—for an hour—then finally told us that only the front doors will open like that when the doors are all locked.
“Great! You couldn’t tell us that an hour ago.”
“I just thought you were trying to open the door from the inside, I didn’t know it was locked.”
“If it was unlocked we could open it from outside!”
So now we start on the front door. Fifteen minutes later I had the car unlocked. Problem solved, right? Nope. We thought we if we could get in the car, we could push the trunk release, and open it right up. Not in this car. If the security has been set (and it had), you cannot unlock the doors, start the car, or open the trunk without the keys. The keys are still in the trunk.
My next move was to try and take out the seats to access the trunk from inside. The kids told me that the seats fold down to make the trunk bigger. I began to look for the release mechanism to fold down the seat. Her car manual finally tells me that the release bolts are inside the trunk! However, the seats are divided, to allow two separate parts of the seat to fold down depending on the cargo to be hauled. Between the seat there is a thin gap. Very thin. Luckily, number two and number three daughters have very skinny arms. We were able to run a wire through the gap, hook the backpack, pull it up next to the seat, and with many contortions, get the keys out of the backpack and unlock the trunk-- four hours later.
Now for the topper. Two hours after that, number one daughter calls again. She had closed the keys in the trunk again. Luckily, this time, she had not armed the security, or locked the car, so she was able to pop the trunk from inside the car. I told he that if this was going to become a habit, she needed to invest in a Hide-a-key.
Take care, and keep smilin’, that’s all you can do sometimes. Stick