Got a call off the missus, shes borrowed someone bike?
Gone to the cafe, locked it to a signpost and cant find the key.
I turn up, its only an eight foot pole with a small sign.
Ooh, I can just pick the bike up over it.
So with the cafe watching me, I pull the cable lock out to see if it would fit over.
It wasnt attached to the bike at all, she had just locked it around the post and left the bike out of the whole equation.
So she...blames me because she stressed...and scoots off.
I have to borrow the cafe small steps and get the cable over the post, then I notice the key is in the lock.