knock knock who's there

Last week Curly Girl and I had ourselves a little adventure. We got locked INSIDE the apartment. Yes, inside. How you ask? Let me tell you.
We had just gotten home from Jardin (preschool). She was eating her pbj and I was about to take the trash out. I went to open the door and while the handle did indeed move down in the correct motion nothing happened. First thought: did I lock the deadbolt? Frantic search for keys ensues, keys are finally located, dead bolt is not actually locked. hmmmm. OK. I proceeded to mess with the door more and probably made it worse. I texted husband. He does not respond. I attempt to call downstairs to concierge. Oh but thats right, I speak terrible spanish and he cant understand me. hmmmmm. (insert pacing and mild panic). Also let me add that it was 94 that day and my apartment has no AC. It was getting super toasty. I maybe was extra hot because I was sweaty with panic. But it was hot. I texted a friend who is bilingual. She calls the concierge for me and calls me back and says they are sending someone up to look at it. Dude comes up and says "La peurta no se abre?" to which I respond "si" I desperately wanted to say si po which is, like, totally Chilean but figured this was not the time to practice my slang. He knocks (??) then says something I cannot understand and leaves. (INSERT MORE PANIC). I like living on the 14th floor, however, in that moment all I could think was what if there is a fire? Damnit why dont we live on the 2nd floor? Top floor schmop floor.
2 hours later a locksmith shows up. He proceeds to completely remove the entire lock system from my door with a small power tool. (INSERT MORE PANIC).
I internally shouted "Give us us free!" as he opened the door. (Amistad anyone?) Turns out our fancy double deadbolt broke in half, but dont worry the new one is better and that shouldnt happen again. I am reassured....?
take aways:
1. I am terribly glad that Curly Girl was with me.
2. Must get better at speaking the spanish.
3. I am glad there was no fire.

Curly girl barely noticed our captivity.