As I was installing a new lock on the storm door, I found that I had jammed the latchbolt in the jamb. I spent 15 minutes going inside and outside the door trying to pull a LockPickingLawyer before Y found out what I had done. At last I was able to unstick the latchbolt with a switchblade. But not before I had asked Y for help.

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