Making keys? Like for your key club? Informative.
Freshman in college Cooler was waaay too shy for that sorta stuff. Now, sophomore Cooler....yeah no, not my cup of tea.
Somewhat relevant to the topic, I do have a story about a creepy dude from that period in my life.
The guy at Drug Town that trained me about making keys was a real dirtbag. He was one of those guys that makes some really loud off-color and crude jokes that makes everyone around him uncomfortable.
One day while I was training, this cute girl came up to have a key made. He proceeds to ask her for a form of identification before he can make the copy. Store policy, he says. He makes a copy and matches it up to her key. It looks good to me. He said he "grabbed the wrong key" and proceeds to make another copy.
I didn't think anything of it at the time because it happened so fast and I was training, but I later realized that this guy got this girl's address and key to her apartment without her knowledge. I hope nothing more ever happened because I'd feel horrible for not catching it and acting on it, but I'd almost guarantee that guy spent time in prison at some point in his life.