The neighbor was supposed to cut off the lock, but instead cut out a piece of the garage door.
I approach my garage, try to open the lock, and realize it's jammed. It won't go in or out. Next to me, I see my neighbor, Petrovich. He's just changing tires on his car. I walk up and ask, "Petrovich, do you happen to have a grinder?" He immediately asks, "Why?" I explain, "The lock's jammed. I need to cut it down. What do I owe you?"
Petrovich looks at his car and says, "Help me get the tires off." It's a fair trade: I give him the tires, and he gives me the lock. I get to work. I unscrew the tires, remove one, two, three, and when I get to the last one, I realize he's taking too long to saw.
I look up and see a scene that makes me want to just close my eyes. Instead of sawing the lock, Petrovich has used a grinder to cut a hole in my garage door. And not just cut it down—he's even trying to kick it in with his foot.
I shout, "Petrovich, what are you doing?" And he finishes the situation with the phrase, "Your lock's impossible to saw through!"
So the lock remains almost a hero, but the garage door is already halfway defeated.