Secure doors.
Back in the late 80's I turned up for work one morning to find a bit of a kerfuffle going on. Turned out that some eejit had left the keys to the third floor access door in the post room on said third floor. The fact that the post room was there was why it had a separate key. Anyhow, while the guy that ran the post room had a spare set, he was on holiday for two weeks. Oops.
On finding out what was up, I waffled off to my office and grabbed two screwdrivers. I then proceeded to open the door by "inching" the latch across, which is why you never put a "nightlatch" style lock on an outward opening door(!).
Boss: "How the hell did you figure that out so quickly? This is supposed to be secure!"
Me: "The smoking room and coffee machine are in there and I often do work out of hours....."
Biting the hand that feeds IT
