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The New Windows My 55 and Older Community Ordered for Me Are Stuck in Siberia
And there’s a werewolf in my backyard.
Here is where my new windows are being made. This lady is manufacturing them in her yurt in Siberia. She works a little every day but in no big hurry. After all, there is a “supply chain” problem due to COVID. Eight months isn’t that long. Right? Eventually, she will load them on her reindeer and trudge to a river where a canoe will transport them to who the hell knows where?? Not Ohio.
This “supply chain” excuse is getting on my nerves.
I want my new windows!
It’s been eight months since they were ordered.
I asked why they can’t go through a different window company, but the one they work with must be in bed with the CEO.
They act like they must stay loyal to this one window company because the guy is “so nice.”
He’s “so nice” that he’s ripping them off.
They can’t honestly believe he has not been getting any windows for the past eight months? He’d be out of business by now!
Now there’s a werewolf that hangs out in my backyard at night.
