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So I broke my key off in the lock last night

what kind of lock?
Car's ignition?
Car door?
House door?
Dorm door?

As Cuda said, you may be able to take the lock apart.
You may also be able to put a very small drop of superglue on the remaining part of the key and get it to fuse to the piece inside hard enough to pull it out.

Good luck.

 
umm... needle nose plyers?? or try the super glue idea.. make sure to put it on the key end that you have, not into the door lock..
 
Originally posted by: habib89
umm... needle nose plyers?? or try the super glue idea.. make sure to put it on the key end that you have, not into the door lock..

Bahahahahah, glad you made the distinction. I could only imagine the OP putting super glue in the lock and posting a new thread.
 
Originally posted by: BigJ
Originally posted by: habib89
umm... needle nose plyers?? or try the super glue idea.. make sure to put it on the key end that you have, not into the door lock..

Bahahahahah, glad you made the distinction. I could only imagine the OP putting super glue in the lock and posting a new thread.

lol
 
lol, I've had my door knob get messed up to where it wouldn't open before :Q
 
I did that once.. well.. in my apartment door lock.. how'd you get in, if there was a key broken in your lock and it's still in there?

anyway... I did that once.. it was horrible.. 😛 had just moved there, was doing laundry.. first time I came up from the basement I miscounted floors and stuck my key in the door of the apartment below us (and it worked!) and walked right in on the terrorists that lived there (some kind of non-english speaking muslims who ate an alarming amount of celery, which the many women carried home from the grand union in paper sacks on top of their heads, frequently) who did not speak (or at least did not respond to) english and I spoke even less of whatever they spoke.. way awkward.. second time I counted carefully, stuck the key in my own lock and it broke off.. so there I was, stuck in the hallway.. it's 45 degrees outside, I'm wearin' short sleeves and no shoes, and have 5 dimes in my pocket. absolutely funless. was a holiday.. veterans day I guess, because I was off work but my husband wasn't and it was fall.. the complex office was closed.. he had to come home from work to let me back in and I got some kind of sick from wandering all over the place (manager's office, pay phone, apartment, pay phone, apartment, pay phone) barefoot. 🙁

But! he did get the broken piece of key out of the lock without too much trouble.. I had tried, but the only "tools" I had on me were the rest of the broken key, a couple dimes til I fed them to phone, and a couple hair barrettes. he says he's pretty sure it was needlenosed pliers he used to get the key bit out of the door.

rofl.. thanks for the time travel.. I hadn't thought about that in a long time.. we were JUST married, then.. and will be 25 years, wednesday. 🙂

anno
 
A friend of mine had this happen to his car ingnition. He put a dab of JB weld on the tip of the broken key and stuck it in the ignition. After he let it dry, the whole key came right out.
 
Originally posted by: anno
I did that once.. well.. in my apartment door lock.. how'd you get in, if there was a key broken in your lock and it's still in there?

anyway... I did that once.. it was horrible.. 😛 had just moved there, was doing laundry.. first time I came up from the basement I miscounted floors and stuck my key in the door of the apartment below us (and it worked!) and walked right in on the terrorists that lived there (some kind of non-english speaking muslims who ate an alarming amount of celery, which the many women carried home from the grand union in paper sacks on top of their heads, frequently) who did not speak (or at least did not respond to) english and I spoke even less of whatever they spoke.. way awkward.. second time I counted carefully, stuck the key in my own lock and it broke off.. so there I was, stuck in the hallway.. it's 45 degrees outside, I'm wearin' short sleeves and no shoes, and have 5 dimes in my pocket. absolutely funless. was a holiday.. veterans day I guess, because I was off work but my husband wasn't and it was fall.. the complex office was closed.. he had to come home from work to let me back in and I got some kind of sick from wandering all over the place (manager's office, pay phone, apartment, pay phone, apartment, pay phone) barefoot. 🙁

But! he did get the broken piece of key out of the lock without too much trouble.. I had tried, but the only "tools" I had on me were the rest of the broken key, a couple dimes til I fed them to phone, and a couple hair barrettes. he says he's pretty sure it was needlenosed pliers he used to get the key bit out of the door.

rofl.. thanks for the time travel.. I hadn't thought about that in a long time.. we were JUST married, then.. and will be 25 years, wednesday. 🙂

anno



Congrats on 26 years of marriage. The wife and I celebrated our 32nd last month. :Q
 
Originally posted by: HappyPuppy
Originally posted by: anno
I did that once.. well.. in my apartment door lock.. how'd you get in, if there was a key broken in your lock and it's still in there?

anyway... I did that once.. it was horrible.. 😛 had just moved there, was doing laundry.. first time I came up from the basement I miscounted floors and stuck my key in the door of the apartment below us (and it worked!) and walked right in on the terrorists that lived there (some kind of non-english speaking muslims who ate an alarming amount of celery, which the many women carried home from the grand union in paper sacks on top of their heads, frequently) who did not speak (or at least did not respond to) english and I spoke even less of whatever they spoke.. way awkward.. second time I counted carefully, stuck the key in my own lock and it broke off.. so there I was, stuck in the hallway.. it's 45 degrees outside, I'm wearin' short sleeves and no shoes, and have 5 dimes in my pocket. absolutely funless. was a holiday.. veterans day I guess, because I was off work but my husband wasn't and it was fall.. the complex office was closed.. he had to come home from work to let me back in and I got some kind of sick from wandering all over the place (manager's office, pay phone, apartment, pay phone, apartment, pay phone) barefoot. 🙁

But! he did get the broken piece of key out of the lock without too much trouble.. I had tried, but the only "tools" I had on me were the rest of the broken key, a couple dimes til I fed them to phone, and a couple hair barrettes. he says he's pretty sure it was needlenosed pliers he used to get the key bit out of the door.

rofl.. thanks for the time travel.. I hadn't thought about that in a long time.. we were JUST married, then.. and will be 25 years, wednesday. 🙂

anno



Congrats on 26 years of marriage. The wife and I celebrated our 32nd last month. :Q

Holy shiat you are old....
 
Originally posted by: anno
I did that once.. well.. in my apartment door lock.. how'd you get in, if there was a key broken in your lock and it's still in there?

anyway... I did that once.. it was horrible.. 😛 had just moved there, was doing laundry.. first time I came up from the basement I miscounted floors and stuck my key in the door of the apartment below us (and it worked!) and walked right in on the terrorists that lived there (some kind of non-english speaking muslims who ate an alarming amount of celery, which the many women carried home from the grand union in paper sacks on top of their heads, frequently) who did not speak (or at least did not respond to) english and I spoke even less of whatever they spoke.. way awkward.. second time I counted carefully, stuck the key in my own lock and it broke off.. so there I was, stuck in the hallway.. it's 45 degrees outside, I'm wearin' short sleeves and no shoes, and have 5 dimes in my pocket. absolutely funless. was a holiday.. veterans day I guess, because I was off work but my husband wasn't and it was fall.. the complex office was closed.. he had to come home from work to let me back in and I got some kind of sick from wandering all over the place (manager's office, pay phone, apartment, pay phone, apartment, pay phone) barefoot. 🙁

But! he did get the broken piece of key out of the lock without too much trouble.. I had tried, but the only "tools" I had on me were the rest of the broken key, a couple dimes til I fed them to phone, and a couple hair barrettes. he says he's pretty sure it was needlenosed pliers he used to get the key bit out of the door.

rofl.. thanks for the time travel.. I hadn't thought about that in a long time.. we were JUST married, then.. and will be 25 years, wednesday. 🙂

anno

How'd you know they were terrorists. Did they blow your house up.

 
Originally posted by: Danman
Originally posted by: HappyPuppy
Originally posted by: anno
I did that once.. well.. in my apartment door lock.. how'd you get in, if there was a key broken in your lock and it's still in there?

anyway... I did that once.. it was horrible.. 😛 had just moved there, was doing laundry.. first time I came up from the basement I miscounted floors and stuck my key in the door of the apartment below us (and it worked!) and walked right in on the terrorists that lived there (some kind of non-english speaking muslims who ate an alarming amount of celery, which the many women carried home from the grand union in paper sacks on top of their heads, frequently) who did not speak (or at least did not respond to) english and I spoke even less of whatever they spoke.. way awkward.. second time I counted carefully, stuck the key in my own lock and it broke off.. so there I was, stuck in the hallway.. it's 45 degrees outside, I'm wearin' short sleeves and no shoes, and have 5 dimes in my pocket. absolutely funless. was a holiday.. veterans day I guess, because I was off work but my husband wasn't and it was fall.. the complex office was closed.. he had to come home from work to let me back in and I got some kind of sick from wandering all over the place (manager's office, pay phone, apartment, pay phone, apartment, pay phone) barefoot. 🙁

But! he did get the broken piece of key out of the lock without too much trouble.. I had tried, but the only "tools" I had on me were the rest of the broken key, a couple dimes til I fed them to phone, and a couple hair barrettes. he says he's pretty sure it was needlenosed pliers he used to get the key bit out of the door.

rofl.. thanks for the time travel.. I hadn't thought about that in a long time.. we were JUST married, then.. and will be 25 years, wednesday. 🙂

anno



Congrats on 26 years of marriage. The wife and I celebrated our 32nd last month. :Q

Holy shiat you are old....



I'm not old. I just got married very young. 😛
 
I broke off my key once in the front door. It was really cold that day, and I guess it made the metal more brittle. Got it out with needle nose pliers, a paperclip, and some patience.
 
Originally posted by: zoiks
How'd you know they were terrorists. Did they blow your house up.

they weren't terrorists then.. it was 1979. today, the government would probably think so.. it was a joke. 🙂 a bad one, I guess.. they were.. immigrants. there were an amazing lot of them, though.. 2 couples, a pair of grandparents, another man, and at least 2 and maybe 3 small children in a 2 bedroom apartment (it was an old complex.. had radiators!.. but it was pretty huge.. if you have to put 9 or 10 people in a 2 bedroom apartment, that was the place to do it..). and they were all sitting in the living room staring at me when I busted into their apartment.. it was very embarrassing.

anno
 
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