Manitoba bus driver cracks Baltimore bookstore’s mystery safe with ease
In a stunning display of crackpot detective work, a Manitoba bus driver has managed to solve a mystery that has kept a Baltimore bookstore scratching their heads for almost two decades. A mystery safe that was left behind in the city bookstore during a move in 2001 had remained locked ever since. Despite numerous attempts by locksmiths, hobbyists, and even the local fire department, no one had managed to open the stubborn safe…until now.
Enter Clayton Scriven, a bus driver from Winnipeg who was on vacation in Baltimore when he stumbled upon the bookstore. Unimpressed with the exhibit of books and memorabilia, Scriven’s attention was captured by the imposing, uncrackable safe that sat silently in the corner of the room. Compared to the dull assortment of books, the safe seemed like an exciting challenge, a puzzle that was begging to be solved.
Untrained, inexperienced, and with no background in safe-cracking or detective work, Scriven began his mission. The bookstore employees initially ignored him, but as the days went by, and Scriven kept returning to the store to work on the safe, they started taking an interest. Scriven’s methods were unconventional, using everything from crowbars to magnets to try and pry open the safe’s door.
But none of that worked, and Scriven finally resorted to the only thing he was good at – staring at the safe and picturing its contents in his mind. He imagined stacks of gold bars, or piles of diamonds, or rare manuscripts that would make him rich beyond his wildest dreams. It was this visualization technique, mixed with sheer stubbornness, that finally broke the safe’s code.
Contrary to everyone’s expectations, the safe was empty. There were no fortunes waiting inside, no long-lost treasures, not even a single book or a piece of paper. It was, in fact, the ultimate anticlimax, but Scriven remained cheerful. “At least I know I did it,” he said, beaming with pride. “I showed that safe who’s boss.”
The bookstore employees were not amused. Even after all these years, they had hoped that the safe’s contents would justify the cost and effort of keeping it in their store as a tourist trap. They felt cheated, and their disappointment was palpable.
Scriven, however, was oblivious to their frustration. He posed for a few selfies with the empty safe, left the store, and went back to his mundane life as a bus driver. He had accomplished his mission, and that was enough for him. The mystery of the Baltimore bookstore’s safe was solved at last, and it was all thanks to the determination and stubbornness of a Canadian bus driver. Who knew?
