The importance of having keys

Yesterday I spent the morning testing the smallest 3rd grader ever. She was this amazingly tiny person, you know the terms "dainty" or "petite?" Take that and multiply it by 5 and you've got the size of this kid! Also - she had oddly hairy arms... well anyway I spent the morning working on her initial special ed. assessment (Survey Level CBM Oral Reading Fluency, PAT2, TOWRE, RAN, WJIII and a short interview). She was a tough nut to crack, really really shy, hard worker, but she wanted to take an hour answering everything. I hate feeling like I have to rush them though. So we made it through it all and she seemed to not suffer any serious psychological damage as the result of my rushing her answers on the WJII.
Then worked on running all the School Wide CBM data that was collected last week through SPSS. I got done early, and was pretty stuck as to what I should work on. I had already told my supervisor once that I didn't think I'd have enough to do, but he was certain that wouldn't be the case and had left me with my list (guess he doesn't know the awesome efficiency that is Mrs.Z). So I was done at 2:30... that seemed WAY to early to head home, so I checked my personal email and found that I had an email from my university finally providing me with my hours log (only about 5 weeks late!). So I spent the next hour and half attempting to get my form filled out for August and starting on September. I decided to take off at 4pm and walked out of the office to discover that the school had been closed up! Everything was locked! I have a key to my little office in the library, but no where else in the school. So I started to weigh my options: call my supervisor and ask him to drive over and unlock the gate for me (not really liking this option), some how climb the fence while caring 2 bags and 4 test kits (errr... umm... no?),  or find a comfy spot in the library and snuggle in for the night (if there was a bathroom in there I might have gone for this one).  THANKFULLY, I saw a teacher on her way out and was able to yell for her to wait. So today, I think I will politely ask for a gate key. I think it would be for the best.