Deliverable

The super came this morning. He start installing closet doors. He no read instructions. He tap thing-a-mabob into wrong hole. Now doors don’t work. He offer to jury rig the doors with glue. This no good for me. He also only bring one set of doors for one closet cause he say I no tell him to buy two sets of doors. This also no good for me.

Now I have to call the apartment manager and sort this thing out. I still have no closet doors. At this point I just want him to bring the doors to me and I’ll install them myself.

Ridiculous.

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