This picture is the result of HOURS of aggrevation. The entire point of having the storage boxes delivered to my apartment was to make the whole moving process less of a pain in the ass. Oh the boxes were fine. But, I bought a lock whose key broke, spent an hour jiggling the key and pretending that *maybe* I could get it to open before looking for a maintanence guy to help with no luck, and ending up having to drive to Home Depot to get a bolt cutters that I couldn't get to work. Had Tom not been there to bust the lock open, all my stuff would still be sitting in the middle of the street.