Some of you may have inklings of ‘how to fix’ things. My husband is not one of you.
My chair was broken – nothing serious – a screw that held the left side of the seat to the frame came out. The right side was fine, and I thoguth I could live with a chair that had a loose left side. But the screw was always falling out, so my husband decided it was too short and found a mega-giant-super screw (that sounds like one of my Samantha Winston heros…) Ahem. Anyhow. He decided to fix my chair Once and For All.
Now when I sit down, there is a very uncomfortable bump poking into my thigh. The screw is simply too long. (um…yeah, that sounds familiar too. Anyone read The Phallus from Dallas?)