How frustrating! It triggered a bitter-funny memory of when my Dad died.Rats. I locked the keys in the car.
It is all a bit of a blur (I wasn't at my best) but I had to collect his ashes and personal effects and go to prepare his house for folk to come and pay respects and remember him.
I got off a very long flight, rented a car, and stopped on the way for provisions. That is when I locked the keys in the rental car in the grocery store parking lot.
The car rental company didn't answer the phone. The road-side assistance service that came with the car rental took 2 hours to show up and then said they couldn't do anything without destroying the car.
I think I burst into tears and a pretty rough looking young lad approached me and said he and his friend had a lot of experience of car locks. Hmmm! Well he and his friend had that car open in about 30 seconds flat. I swear I kissed them both to their astonishment. Hope they went straight after that but I doubt it!
Sorry - nothing to do with chickens - just it flooded back when I read your post.