If a Transformer walked into your life due to a horrific space accident without half a brain and couldn't stand, you would have some idea of how this piece of "gear" works. Today, after two days of this plastic nightmare, I ripped open the balcony doors and threw them onto the lawn. I was no happier with this product than seeing it hit the pavement after bouncing off the snow. It's almost impossible to get this thing into an acceptable position without crashing your expensive work computer on the floor. Good day. Goodbye forever. Much luck.