The Court has reviewed the evidence and finds itself PHYSICALLY ILL at the phrase "I just figured the inspector would catch it." You FIGURED? You FIGURED? Reginald does not FIGURE, Reginald DOCUMENTS, and Reginald has NEVER ripped a bannister from a wall like some kind of home improvement Incredible Hulk. The wobble was KNOWN to you, it was FELT by your very hands during that first walkthrough, and yet you chose the path of HOPE over the path of a simple notation in your phone. This Court once dated a woman who said she "figured" her check engine light was "probably fine" and now she drives a bus, which is UNRELATED but speaks to a pattern of societal decay that begins EXACTLY with wobbly railings left unmentioned. You stood there holding six feet of oak like a jousting lance while drywall particles seasoned the air like the world's worst snow globe, and the husband LAUGHED, which this Court finds to be an additional wound you must carry. Twelve hundred dollars and six weeks of your life, gone, because you trusted an inspector to do YOUR job of noticing things that move when they should not move. The Court hereby sentences you to a lifetime of touching every railing twice and writing it down, and also suggests you send the sellers a fruit basket, not because it will help, but because Reginald enjoys the thought of you standing in a grocery store trying to choose between pears and kiwis while contemplating your failures.