Oh, that's what that means. . .

Did you ever see the movie Being John Malkovich? In it, the protagonist applies for a job on the 71/2 floor of an office building. Everything is normal sized except the ceiling/doorways, and everyone acts like nothing is out of the ordinary.
It's on my mind because I have an odd sized door on an addition. No one notices it until I point it out, but the door is shorter than a normal door. I never noticed it myself until I hired a carpenter to replace the screen door. Like the characters in the movie, I shrugged, then went on with my day-to-day life.
As the month of March drags on toward its 100th day, I get inspired and look for a new door. A big double door. After weeks of online searching I end up admitting that to get a fancy new storm door, it needs to be custom-made. No problem. 5 to 6 weeks they say. I'm not going anywhere, I say. I put the deposit down and wait.
It shows up this week and when the workmen transfer the door from the truck to the garage, I think to myself, it's too small. Too short. I'm 6'3" or so and I can almost see the top of it as they walk by.
They leave and I break out the tape measure. I dig up the order form and receipt, knowing what's happening.
As I suspect, it's exactly what I ordered. I call the store, compliment them on the beautiful door, and we start on the questions. Listening for one they should have asked from the start to use against them. He takes out his notes, I have my notes, and we palaver.
Let's start with the rough opening, he says. Yes, I say, let's start there. Everyone keeps saying rough opening, I think I know what it means, but what do you think it means, I say.
That's all it takes. You'd think after 20 years of pleading with business people to "double check key terms," the hardest part of communicating, I'd be great at it.
I'm not.
Now I know what a door manufacturer means by rough opening. My definition was close. So very close. Inches close.
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