05 November 2005

Promises, Promises

Bob was so eager to please. He called Canada and promised he would get us a matched armoire. Canada promised that they had never seen this problem before. Canada said they would ship a new top. It came, Bob brought it over in the back of his van. He assembled the piece itself. Surprize, it didn't fit. Then Canada, parental Canada, asked for photo of the mismatch and accurate diagrams. We insisted on a new top and bottom.

Bob has promised that Canada has promised to assemble, disassemble, and ship the beautiful, 1K solution to our marital woes.

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