Head Engineer and I both dig through all the keys we can find in the safe, nothing looks even vaguely like the one we need. A few have the same company logo, but they don't fit the lock. We finally give up, and he calls our locksmith to see if they have a copy - nope, not any more, last time we had them cut was five years ago. So he's going to take the broken pieces in and hope they can cut new copies from that, when Bossman finally comes in and makes me feel like an idiot because he knows exactly where in the safe the spare masters are - in the same drawer with the master ring for all the individual keys, tucked into a compartment in the back that I'd never noticed was there.
All better now, crisis averted, but now I'm an hour behind with Payroll. Which was the whole point of coming in early in the first effing place. And this kind of "gotta fix it now" crap is what's kept me from getting anything done all week.