I have been wanting a copy of our front door key. Our front door locks automatically when it closes. We were given two keys with "do not copy" engraved on them. Good! I understand for security of the building, you can't just let anyone copy a key. I contact the realtor. (Everything on rentals go through the realtor--home repairs etc. The renter has no contact with the property owner directly) She says I need to get a letter from the property mgr and go get the key made. Great I want 3 keys. One for Kait, one for Sam and one to hide when I do get locked out. I forgot to tell you, we did get locked out in the 1st week. While I was returning a phone book to a neighbor both kids came out to join in the conversation and the front door shut. Of course it was locked! The neighbor, Laurie--says, "no worries, come into my apartment and scale the 3/4 wall between our balconies." Thankfully, Sam accepted that challenge. So, I gotta get back up keys! Well, I find out yesterday that yes I can get a key made but I have to pay a $50 deposit per key and it is $35 per key to have it cut. $85 per key! Well, now I only need one key! But, $85!!! John is questioning why we need one but still does come around and think it is a good idea--but $85 seems ridiculous. I decide to think about it. So today, I look up the propery mgrs # to get a key. The $85 is bugging me. I decide to switch the laundry and think about it some more. In the laundry room there is a door that leads to a back balcony. I notice some insects on the outside of the window and decide to spray them. I walk out, the wind blowing through the apartment slammed the door shut. Yeah, It was locked!!!! I am on a balcony 2 floors up, no way down. Locked out! I don't have my cell phone --it is on the charger. There are two other doors to the balcony --sliding glass doors to each of the kid's bedrooms. LOCKED!! It is cool and cloudy--no one is out. I can see many apartments and back yards not a soul. Prayertime! I begin to think of the kids --school is out in 2 hours. What will happen if I don't show up to pick them up??? I start to panic. Decide to spray more bugs so I had time to think about what I could possible do. Then I heard a noise, in the apartment below and to the side of me. So I start calmly saying "excuse me." A little louder, "Can you help me!" A young guy, I later find out is "BEN," comes out. He is understanding of my predicament--at first he suggests I climb down. Then we both realize it is just too high. I told him my only solution is to call my husband. "No worries, mate," he says. Ben pulls out his shiny cell phone. What's his number? I don't know?? So he graciously calls information with little hope. Bluescope is huge here --thousands of employees. The receptionist is able to locate John's phone. Luckily he was at his desk and he could come home to rescue his princess stuck on the balcony. That is not exactly his reaction. I am safe and sound I can get the kids in a little bit. Yes, I ordered a key and $85 doesn't seem so bad now!