The Door

Our back door has been acting up. We installed it three years ago and the hinges are basically useless. I mean, when they work, they work but they don’t, they don’t. And right now, they don’t. Basically, the door is not hanging right and gets stuck. We can barely open or close it right now. Mom made me use the front door when I got home from Ick yesterday. This can be quite a feat, since the front door is old and you have to pull it towards you while un-locking...and if you’re holding thirty pounds in books and swatting away Asian beetles... you deserve a medal for reaching the interior. I thought the key was going to break off in the lock...I really did. Anyway, the miscreant back door is from a well-known company with the bonus of terrible customer service. Mom called and it’ll take 2 weeks for them to even consider doing anything about it. (And it’s under warranty too.) I wonder if the darn thing were to fall off and smash someone if they’d even care.
Oh, and on top of all that, our e-mail’s been acting up and sending duplicate e-mails at weird times. It’s kind of embarrassing. Oh well... all these things make good material for writing and they can be rather funny if put in the proper prospective. That’s why I started this blog... because "It takes time to be funny. It takes time to extract joy from life." - Hollie Baylor, Elizabethtown, 2005. And it really does.

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