Creator I scan the pictogram again for signs of my missteps. The screw driver is depicted at such an awful angle my hands hurt in sympathy. The fluffy stuff I thought was flotsam had an essential purpose. Too bad. I threw it out. Is that the root of wobble? I could not tell you. The manual is given in six languages and I cannot help but try to line the Chinese and the English up. I feel that save for words we find on cookie fortunes, this is as close as I can get to understanding Chinese. Sadly, I find, even this, impossible. The flattened pictures are of little help. How often are we left to navigate with just a single sheet of well-meant paper? I tightly fold the manual in half, and half it yet again. I give it a thickness, I give it a presence in the world and when I place it under the offending leg, I give it reason to exist.