An Honest Mistake

 Today I went to the West Shores YMCA where I have been a member since last winter. After exercising on the second floor I came back down to the locker room. Normally I would take a shower after a workout but this Y has had an issue with the hot water ever since I got here nearly a month ago. It takes a month to replace a water heater? This is seriously disappointing. Anyway, instead of finding my lock on my locker I find a different lock and a note that asks me to go to the front desk. At the front desk I learn that another woman came to the front desk claiming her key didn't work in her locker. So they cut my lock. She opened the door to find my stuff instead of her stuff. She immediately shut the locker and found her key two rows down. She was very apologetic. The Y staff were very apologetic. I didn't care. I was not emotionally invested in that lock that I bought in Duluth four years ago. The Y gave me a new lock. None of my stuff was stolen. She made an honest mistake. No biggie.