Imagine: you are hearing fast 20’s piano music and then watching two people in a living room who are trying to assemble a sliding 3-part-shower door, preferrably in Chaplinesque black-and white, slightly too fast.
The two people are walking from one end of the room to the other, banging something here, sawing off something there, turning parts over in all directions, assembling and taking apart the sliding rails from one of the door parts, scratching their heads, shaking their fists at the world in general, holding the instructions together and pointing at them vividly…
At a quarter past 10, I gave up for the night and decided to watch a movie instead. Tonight, I hope we’ll figure it out and install the damn thing.