 French
Keys
David, 12 Oct 04:41 AM
I
was never afraid of keys until I moved to Paris. People have all
sorts of phobias, many that seem curious to others who don’t share
them, such as auroraphobia, a fear of Northern lights and euphobia,
which is a fear of good news. Papyrophobia is a fear of paper,
and macrophobia is a fear of long waits. But I’ve never heard of a
fear of keys, like I have.
Most
of us have had the displeasure of losing our keys or getting locked out
of our house or apartment. The first time I felt real terror rising up
through me regarding my French keys was when a friend had her purse
swiped at a café on the rue
Montorgueil a day before she was leaving for vacation. She
called me in a tizzy and told me that she had to pay over €1000 ($1120)
for someone to come and change her lock.
Because she
lived in a swanky part of town, the Saint-Germain area, I though that
those prices were unique to that exclusive neighborhood as it
seemed like a lot of money. (Note: I found it that it’s not
exclusive to that neighborhood.) But on the other hand, being stranded
outside your apartment, or being cambrioler
(burglarized) – well, it’s easy to see why most people would just pull
out their checkbook and get back inside. Although I am not sure why I
said “most people” because you don’t really have a choice. Do you?
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