UPDATE: he’s STILL HERE. He appears to be cleaning up and we still don’t have doorknobs or all of the frame.
Sure the installation guy was 4 hours late, didn’t call, and barely speaks English. Sure the baby is trying to nap with a tooth coming in and has been woken up by the installation once already. Sure there is a huge hole in the front of the house letting out our precious cool air. Sure the barley-English-speaking guy said that the installation would take all day (Does that mean all day from the time you should have been here or all day starting now? Who knows?). But this front door?
It’s ugly. And it needs to go. Today. Right now. Buh-bye.