Everyday disasters

Leaving for work in a bit of a rush this morning, I managed to leave the apartment keys behind.   The building management doesn't hold any spares or masters.  I don't have a spare key I can lodge with friends.   I am at the mercy of my landlord.  That is not a good place to be.   He, apparently, had mislaid his spare key.   But, being the phenomenal tight-arse that he is, he preferred to spend a couple of hours ransacking his house to find it, rather than dropping any money on calling out a locksmith for me (which, in this country, would cost, what - 50 kuai??).   Thank heavens, he just showed up to let me in.   This is only the second time I've locked myself out in 6 years.  I'd better make sure it's the last time.