"Sherlock, just look at the instructions." John suggested.

"THE INSTRUCTIONS ARE WRONG JOHN!" Sherlock screamed as he tried to screw in a screw that was too large for the goddamn hole. "DAMN YOU IKEA!"

"Well maybe if you followed the instructions the screw would fit" Said Mrs. Hudson from the kitchen. She came in carrying a tray with 3 cups of tea on it.

"I tried to; but following the instructions is what caused the wood to split." He became even more frustrated as he continued to put the book shelf together. After a few minutes he dropped everything and threw his screwdriver against the coach. "Why did we order this from IKEA? What in the name of sanity possessed us to do that?!"

"It was cheaper…" John added. Sherlock tried again to piece the wood together causing the wood to split yet again.

"GOD DAMMIT! FUCK THIS SHIT!" He got up and ran up the stairs to his room and slammed the door.

"Sherlock! You're acting like a child, come down and help me finish this." John called after him.

"NO! You can't make me. And I'm not acting like a child so shut it!"

John sat and began to work on the book shelf by himself. "Step 1: hammer in one nail to the point shown in figure A to connect boards A and B." He did exactly that, the wood split.

"DAMMIT!"