On Saturday last, as I put the last screw into the frame of the shower stall, I twisted the screw hoping to drive it flush to the metal frame. Instead, I succeeded in driving the last screw into the corner of the tempered glass panel behind the metal frame and that was when the glass panel exploded into a million bits.
In that last frozen minute, while the sparkly diamonds of glass were still suspended in the air, all I could think about was, "I didn't just do that!?" Glass in my hair, glass in my shoes, and all over the floor-shower-hallway...what a mess. After sweeping up the mess and vacuuming everything to be sure I had every piece of glass, I found the phone number for customer service.
I called them today and was informed that the replacement panel will be shipped from mid-Ohio in seven to ten days. So we wait,...I had already pressure tested the plumbing and everything is set. As soon as the panel arrives, the bathroom will be complete. Boy, do I feel like a big fat dope. Just one little turn of a screw and everything changed...
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