I had my own private Night at the Museum only it was late afternoon and it was in an upholstery shop. I have an old chair from my family that I've been moving around with me for years. It's got great bones, but it's filthy, so I decided to finally get it reupholstered. I called a place in my neighborhood, and the guy said he'd be there til 6 PM. After I unpacked lots of books onto new bookshelves, I dashed over around 5:30 to look through upholstery books. But just as I showed up, he was leaving—apologizing that he wasn't staying til 6. But with a big smile, he told me I could stay in the store, and just lock the door behind me.