Forgotten Man
One Too Many
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Now that I have your attention lol I have a story to tell.
Last year I needed to buy one of them portable Rubbermaid closets they sell for storage. I bought the 60" one and put it up... no sooner I finish putting it together and get all my spare separates into it, I start to zip up the front to finish a job well done... the zipper comes right off the track!!! All I wanted to do was to finish and then go to bed... well, I had to just leave it till the next day. I take it apart and take it back to the place of ill quality goods we know as the evil "W" word... and I don't mean WOOLWORTH, see!
So, I troddle my self back down to that booby hatch and make the swap for another one of them plastic and tin contraptions of questionable quality... I get it home and put it up... it stays! I enjoy keeping my clothes safe for a number of months. I soon notice that it's starting to "list" forward! I couldn't understand why it did that... but, one day as the girl and I were enjoying a cool Coke from the ice box in the kitchen after some hard work around the house, I hear a 'thud' and in the back of my mind, I knew just what that was! I went into the spare room and there she was... laying face down on the floor... that wonderful clothes closet finally fell over face forward! At first I felt that the structure of this mess wasn't harmed but, as I started to inspect it, I saw that the right corner fell over a 1930 Philco model 90 cathedral radio a friend of mine is keeping here... the radio was fine but the frame work suffered a massive bend in a cathedral fashion! lol
That did it brother; I opened the side door and started to heave that mangled monstrosity out of my house! Ashley stood there and laughed as I wove a tapestry of profanity that would make a sailor blush... Not my finest moments but, it got the job done. Even my neighbor next door came out to see what the ruckus was all about... I told him and he just laughed! So, I made a nice pile on the floor of the clothes that this weakling used to hold.
I had a friend over the next day and told him about it... he said why don't we put up a rack that spans both walls? So, the next week we went down to Home Depot and picked up some stuff... and this is what we did:
So, now she's all up there hanging nice and safe! Gotta get some moth balls today and seal up this room better.
So, a happy ending once again... no thanks to Rubbermaid!
Last year I needed to buy one of them portable Rubbermaid closets they sell for storage. I bought the 60" one and put it up... no sooner I finish putting it together and get all my spare separates into it, I start to zip up the front to finish a job well done... the zipper comes right off the track!!! All I wanted to do was to finish and then go to bed... well, I had to just leave it till the next day. I take it apart and take it back to the place of ill quality goods we know as the evil "W" word... and I don't mean WOOLWORTH, see!
So, I troddle my self back down to that booby hatch and make the swap for another one of them plastic and tin contraptions of questionable quality... I get it home and put it up... it stays! I enjoy keeping my clothes safe for a number of months. I soon notice that it's starting to "list" forward! I couldn't understand why it did that... but, one day as the girl and I were enjoying a cool Coke from the ice box in the kitchen after some hard work around the house, I hear a 'thud' and in the back of my mind, I knew just what that was! I went into the spare room and there she was... laying face down on the floor... that wonderful clothes closet finally fell over face forward! At first I felt that the structure of this mess wasn't harmed but, as I started to inspect it, I saw that the right corner fell over a 1930 Philco model 90 cathedral radio a friend of mine is keeping here... the radio was fine but the frame work suffered a massive bend in a cathedral fashion! lol
That did it brother; I opened the side door and started to heave that mangled monstrosity out of my house! Ashley stood there and laughed as I wove a tapestry of profanity that would make a sailor blush... Not my finest moments but, it got the job done. Even my neighbor next door came out to see what the ruckus was all about... I told him and he just laughed! So, I made a nice pile on the floor of the clothes that this weakling used to hold.
I had a friend over the next day and told him about it... he said why don't we put up a rack that spans both walls? So, the next week we went down to Home Depot and picked up some stuff... and this is what we did:
So, now she's all up there hanging nice and safe! Gotta get some moth balls today and seal up this room better.
So, a happy ending once again... no thanks to Rubbermaid!
