After assembly, it was perfect. It fitted perfectly, hid that awful stain on the wall, matched the drapes. It was perfect.Then the bus drove by. The closet started to shake and KLABLAM, collapsed. The wife started to assemble the closet again. This time she remembered that her husband always said something about the last oomph you have to give when tightening the screws. Unsure about the result she stared at the closet.The bus drove by and the closet shook violently and KLABLAM! back to pieces. She called the IKEA in tears. The customer service agent was very friendly and promised to send one of their own to inspect the closet. An hour later a mechanic arrived. "Step aside little lady, I have the proper tools and I'm here to rescue" and he started to work on the closet. Just after he was finished and about to leave the wife stopped him "Wait, wait! Not so fast!"The bus bus drove by and as before the closet collapsed. "This is really weird..." and the mechanic assembled the closet again. "I'm gonna stand in the closet and see what's happening from the inside"At the time husband came home. He saw the closet and began a tirade "HOW COULD YOU SPEND MY MONEY! I WAS SAVING FOR A NEW FLATSCREEN!" and he pulled the closet door open."Uhm, you might not believe me, but I'm really waiting for the bus here"