30 thousand combinations

It happened last night - boy did it start the weirdest roulette for me.

I figured out a 3-combo lock...without trying. It has been sitting in the back of the office in the Operator box, in a little porcelain coffee cup under paperclips, pen caps, rubber bands and staples. But on a night like tonight - it was dug out of the pit of office do-dads and it sat to the far right behind the front desk. Leave it to me to be the one to notice that it was out of its natural habitat and away from its coffee cup home it resided in...and something told me to play with it - so I did.

There really isn't much you can do with a 3-combo lock - twist the numbers to various combinations and pretend that you know the right sequence of numbers to unlock the strange lock. There is a key hole on the bottom for a key to unlock it in case of emergencies - but no key to be found. So there I was, just spinning the numbers, unaware of the combinations that I am creating but more the feel of the wheels and metal in between my fingertips. It worked as a stress reliever, quite helpful...last thing I would have ever thought a lock would do for me - besides keep something safe and lock something away.

Spinning the three wheels I heard a little click and the next thing I knew, the lock was dangling from the tip of my pointer finger, unlocked. I stared at it - and my boss who was next to me, was staring at me...for the lock who has been sitting the back coffee cup for years, has been figured out by a person who had no intention of breaking the lock combo. My stress reliever has been unmasked. I still play with it - as I am currently doing. I have made a connection with this lock, in which I never thought I ever could make a connection with an inanimate object. Strange. The numbers of the combination lock...have no relation to me whatsoever...they're just numbers...

The combo to the lock: 8-3-1