OK, someone broke the hasp on my shed's door, apparently in a failed attempt to burgle my house. Grrrr!
The shed directly faces the alley, so yes, I expect people to test security now and then. Still, I somehow didn't expect damage.
About ten years ago, I employed a meth-addicted workman, who stored tools in the shed for a time. He worried that the shed wasn't secure enough, so he added one little security feature to the inside of the door, and yesterday, despite the broken hasp, that feature held, and prevented entry. So, thank goodness for drug-induced paranoia!
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