Welcome to my sit-stand desk nightmare

The term nightmare has so many meanings that it would be a nightmare to even try to list them all.

My current nightmare is a bourgeois nightmare of sorts. My Hanukkah gift to myself—a $599 sit-stand desk—had a major malfunction. A $1,000 Apple cinema display was almost lost along the way. And the desk replacement the furniture store delivered wasn’t even new. Its surface was a couple of degrees off, too. And the motor sounded like it was going to explode while lifting two 27-inch Apple monitors and a 24-inch Dell screen.