Oh, man. I'm more of a "locked my keys in my car" kind of guy. I did that three separate times, in the space of about a year, in uniquely stupid ways each time.
But I did get locked out of my house once, and... buckle up folks, this one's a doozy.
So about six years ago, it was homecoming Saturday at UW-Eau Claire (where I was a freshman), and I went to the football game that afternoon. Eau Claire won an incredibly exciting game on a last-minute field goal, and all seemed well. The game ended at about 3pm. The plan was for me to head home, while my sister (who played in the band) was going to be clothes-shopping with friends and said she'd be home at about 6. So there's the setup.
On the way home, my car kills. Found out it was a fuel line leading to the pump that gave out. And so started the avalanche.
An old middle school teacher of mine just so happened to drive by a few minutes later and offered me a ride. He took me to the service center I always call in these situations. Told them where the car was, gave them my keys, and then the teacher was driving me back to my house. At which point, I realized... I didn't take my house key off my key ring when I gave my car keys to the person who was gonna tow/fix my car. So I couldn't get back in my house until my sister got home. So I had the guy drop me off at the neighbor's house. I explained the situation to them and told them I'd go back to my house at 6-ish when my sister arrived. So they let me stay there, even though they were going to leave for a dinner event. It was roughly 4:30 when I got there, and I'd just watch some football until 6 and everything would be fine.
Well, about three and a half hours later...
The neighbors came back and I WAS STILL THERE. My sister was running HOURS late. So, after being nice enough to make me a couple of sandwiches, they decided to help me break back into my house. So they took a flashlight and a screwdriver and opened one of the small windows that could be used to access the basement.
I distinctly remember standing next to the window, one guy prying a window open, his son holding a flashlight for him, and me standing by watching, and thinking "I REALLY hope no one drives by right now and sees this."
But all turned out well in the end, I guess,