#39 The Self-Locking Door
Before my husband and I were married, we lived separately. He would come over and spend time with me, then leave later at night around 11 or 12 pm. He left one night out my front door, which has three locks – a lock on the knob, a deadbolt, and what I call a “hotel” lock (it’s a lock that you flip the long piece over onto a short peg and then the door can only be opened a few inches). Well, he left and used his key to lock the knob and deadbolt, but I thought to myself I have to go lock the hotel lock. I come down and it’s locked already. Absolutely no way he could have locked it from outside.
Credit: Princessbearbear