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Remember the long searched for door we bought the other day?
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The one the salesman assured us was rated for exterior use?
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Turns out it wasn’t.
And according to our contractor, it’s not even close.
Of course it wasn’t what we needed. This is a renovation project at our house where all attempts to improve things are doomed.
Destined to fail.
And more than likely cursed by an angry pickle God.
As I said previously, I’m done. We will take this useless door back to the store and send our contractor out to buy the next one. Maybe he’ll have better luck.
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River's world..... 
The salesman needed a sale. Probably spent his bonus already. He won’t be happy. If your house burns down in the next 6 months, suspect him first!
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I’m sure he was ready to see the last of us, but still…
🤣
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I wish there was a way you could make him come pick it up. I’d love to see a photo of him driving off with the door tied to the roof of his car.
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That would be nice, I agree.
😉
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If it wasn’t for bad luck, you wouldn’t have any at all – at least as far as renovations go…
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You’d think I’d be used to it by now..
🥴
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And the reno nightmare continues, ugh. Seriously? What a douchebag that guy was selling y’all a door that wasn’t rated for exterior use. I’d have made him come and pick it up.
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Never happen. We did give the return desk an earful though….
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Well, you know, a saga wouldn’t be a saga if it didn’t continue.
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No worries. This one’s got legs…
(Which spellcheck changed to kegs. That would be so much better!)
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Kegs and legs are both nice!
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And the hits just keep on comin’…
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They certainly do…
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