Recently spent a week in El Paso with my daughter and family. Early one morning, Richard and I went to a near-by convenience store to purchase a newspaper. I went to the bathroom and got locked in! The door knob did not respond to any of my efforts. I knocked on the door and yelled "Help!"
Richard, of course, was reading the paper in the truck, waiting for me. It seemed like an eternity, but it was probably only 10 or 15 minutes, when I heard an employee on the other side of the door, removing the door knob plate.
I was so glad to get out of the windowless bathroom; I am slightly claustrophobic! It is a good thing the clerk was smiling and wearing a Circle
K name badge, because when I saw the 8 inch dagger-like knife blade he had used to remove the screws, I felt some anxiety! He put it in a holster on his belt. An unlicensed weapon?!
I suppose working the night shift in a convenience store makes one want to have protection. . .even though El Paso is remarkably safe even with Juarez
drug wars across the Rio Grande.
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