Bad Cabinet. Naughty Cabinet.

So we bought a cabinet thingy that stands over the toilet [I think the aristocrats call them an etagere] earlier in the week and I must say what a piece of shit it turned out to be. Twice.

Shit the first: because it was missing a few crucial pieces. Okay, easy problem to solve -- hop into the car and drive to Target to exchange it for one that has all its bits. Problem solved.

Not.

Shit the second: this one had all of its bits but the dowels were on the smallish side and the screws were so soft they seemed to be made of tinfoil [monster strip time!]. Plus, the design of the cabinet turned out to be a little top-heavy. Add this to the lack of cross beam support and we ended up with a wobbly pot of half-baked poop.

Take it apart >> box it back up >> jump in the car >> return it to Target for a refund. Are you there IKEA? It's me, Richard.