So one call to my bosses and an hour later I still wasn't in the store, because we only had 2 sets of keys and the person with the other set was unreachable! Why? you ask. Because she lives in the middle of nowhere and she doesn't get any cell reception. Joy. Luckily for all of us involved she did show up around two hours in looking for her check. Thus I was able to go about my day with the expectation that my boss was going to kill me.
So after asking several people for my blindfold and cigarette (which sadly I never got) and lots of apologizing over the phone later my boss does show up. And I don't know which god likes me so much but clearly one does, because I was neither killed, fired, or replacing the lock. Instead everybody now gets their own set of keys (you know so I don't lock us ALL out ever again)
Honestly sometimes I don't know what to do with me.