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My lock-out story
This didn't happen in my Boxster, but I think I have everyone beat in the "stupid lock-out stories."
A few years ago I was meeting my wife after I got off of work at a funeral. I called her as I was driving there and told her I needed to change into my suit and I would meet her inside in about 15 mins. When I got there, I pulled in and parked all the way in the back where I could be hidden from view since I planned on changing in the vehicle. I was driving my (then) company car, a Ford mini van, and got in the back and changed. I didn't close the sliding door completely, just one click so it was ajar.
After I finished changing, I went to get out----------and that is when I realized the child safety locks had been set and I was locked in the back of the van. My keys were with me but my mobile phone was in the front of the van (which was isolated from the rear by a metal mesh screen.) After about 15 mins, I had broken both inside handles in frustration trying to get out and now I was sweating profusely since in was mid-July in Florida. I stripped down to my underwear and undershirt as I planned my next move. My phone kept ringing (my wife) but I couldn't get to it. I kept hoping she would come out to look for me but hadn’t up to this point. By now I did care if I destroyed the van as long as I could get out. I started slamming my shoulder against the rear of the sliding door and every time my shoulder would hit the van, a different swear word would leave my mouth as I vented my frustration. Eventually the sliding ball joint gave up and I was able to bend the door far enough out to exit the van.
I'm sure it was a funny sight to see the van rocking back and forth, the door eventually bending out, and a half naked very sweaty and mad person exit. I was able to snap the door back into place enough to open it and proceeded to redress. Just as I was tying my tie, my wife finally came out to check on me. She was mad that I was over an hour late and I was mad that she did not come out earlier to check on me. After she found out what had happened she was no longer mad but found it entertaining that I was stupid enough to get locked IN my vehicle.
We have owned several cars with safety locks on them since then and the first thing I did was to make sure they were NOT set (we don't have kids yet.)
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