Damn Them!

 Damn them! Way back in 1983 UDC was building a new townhouse development. They wanted it to look nice, but they really wanted to suck in some profits so they looked to cut corners at every turn. The walls they didn't properly fill with insulation damn them.

They didn't bother with expensive factory built roofing trusses oh no, they allowed their uneducated construction teams build the roofs on site without blueprints, as a result no two roofs in this community were exactly alike, damn them.

Instead of using the modern dual pane windows throughout their new community they decided that they could increase the profit margin if they went with out of date single pane jobs that were then installed improperly so that opening them was a chore if it was even possible at all, damn them.

Instead of using industry standard width door openings, they got a deal on some non-standard doors and mounted those inside all of their new homes, thus insuring headaches for any future home owner that may wish to replace them further down the road, damn them.

Instead of carefully mounting the bathroom mirrors to the wall with Mastic the way every contractor on the planet seems to they chose to place two small plastic clips screwed into the drywall boards and two small metal base plates about an inch and a half long also screwed into the drywall to support large plate glass mirrors that in one case was nearly nine feet long! This was quarter inch thick plate glass three feet wide, it weighed nearly a hundred pounds and it fell off the wall into our hands. Damn them.

Instead of buying proper cabinetry for the kitchen pantry and the hall linen storage they chose to mount cheap particle board shelves directly to the walls using about a thousand foot long nails and covering them up with nice matching cabinet facings, damn them.

And just to add insult to injury the City of Tempe will be coming by to pick up bulk trash this week including all of the boards from these worthless cupboards, they only have one rule; there cannot be ANY nails in the wood! DAMN THEM! So it's a de-nailing I must go to rid the world, or at least my tiny corner of it, of ancient nails shot into boards nearly forty years ago by over-eager teenage wanna-be carpenters with their rapid-fire toy nail guns! Damn Them!