Dear Ikea:

I hate you so much right now.  I visited your store today, bought a new bed frame,
dragged those heavy boxes all the way home, dragged them inside the house, and down
the stairs.

After removing my current bed and moving everything to one half of my room, I opened
the boxes to find wood and metal beams.  BUT NO SCREWS OR INSTRUCTIONS.

So I would just like to reiterate how much I hate you right now and want to thank you
for the opportunity of sleeping on the floor tonight.

I’m sweaty, gross, tired, my room is torn up and I have no bed.

Seriously, THANK YOU SO MUCH.

Please alert your Seattle area staff that I am coming, because I assure you that
they will not want to deal with me.

Daniel