I learned lock picking when I was a wee lad in the slums of...er...Lakewood. I used to make gas money by hanging out at the tattoo shop next door to a large bar, then charging folks $20 or so to get into the cars that they had locked their keys in before going into the bar. Highly entertaining, and lucrative as well. Some of the offers of payment were quite alarming to 17-year-old me...