The door to the mobile home won't just 'jiggle' open.
I was very circumspect in keeping all the other access ways locked.
My Jeep is ridiculously easy to break into, it's just a zipper.
I hate the zipper on the back door of the Jeep.
I need to start carrying a screwdriver in my Bug Out Bag in the Jeep.
Keys for a toolbox that is still in Kansas City work as a makeshift screwdriver.
The window on my screened porch is only 1 pane of glass and the blinds. Held down with a screw, which keys will turn.
I have small hands and arms and can reach in by prying the bottom section of glass out enough to reach the crank.
I am small enough to climb into the cranked open window.
New bright white t-shirts get slightly embarrassing black marks on them when I climb into Jeeps via the unzipped back window and enter the house in a similar manner.
I hate the zipper on the back window of my Jeep.
I should probably also put a spare set of keys in the BOB in the Jeep.
I was reminded of the time when I was 19 I showed up at my parent's place sooner than they expected me while they were at work. They had moved since I had been back to see them (I still found them! Ha!) so the neighbor didn't know me. He was working on his car next door. I went around the house, found an unlocked window, and casually went and asked him if I could borrow a screwdriver to get into the house. He gave me one, then followed me to the window and watched as I popped the window out easily, handed him the screwdriver with thanks, and proceeded to climb in. He always looked at me weird after that. Mind you, my Mom worked 3 miles from there and my first and only thought was to break in, not go get her key. When my parents got home they asked how I got in and I said I broke in. They didn't find it too strange. I did mention they might want to reassure the neighbor. Comes from being a latch key kid who didn't always remember my key. Obviously, I've still got it!!