I Quit.

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A couple of weeks ago, the glass of my kitchen window broke, nothing major, and without any reason, but it needed to be fixed. Because I rent, it’s my landlord’s problem. Today after some back and forth with the handyman, he came to install a new one. He arrived at 10 am, and at 10.11 am he left because the glass didn’t fit, the company had made it wrong.

The thing is, when I moved to the UK, I had an idea of a strong, powerful country where…