After my daylight robbery in the bank I continued my guerrilla shooting tour straightaway and entered the private commercial academy.
It was already close 5 pm on a Friday and the reception desk was deserted.
Took the stairs right to the basement and started my work. I was so thrilled and concentrated that I forgot about the time.
Packed my stuff went up the stairs....and voilà.... doors where locked from inside, nobody there to let me out.
No windows to open, so what to do? Jumping out of a window (1st floor) vested in a suit was no good idea, traffic on the street and pavement still too busy.
So I decided to wait until the night will come and creep out.
Lucky devil I am that after 2 hours a cleaning woman showed up and after telling her the story about the forgotten man in the toilet she was so kind to let me out.
Be aware, guerrilla shooting can end as a nightmare.