EDITOR’S NOTE: Perhaps I should have been clearer on the note, but forgive me, because I’m not bright and often tell the same stories and think every day is Tuesday. I’m referring to the instructions and assembly of the IKEA furniture, not the stores. The stores are magical places where any home arrangement is a possibility, the hot dogs are deliciously cheap and the world is a wonderful place during the hours spent wandering the aisles. It’s the instructions that cause arguments.
Oh wait, I do hate how the item you really want is never in stock but you don’t find that out until you’re ready to put it on a cart and take it home. Fuck them for that.

EDITOR’S NOTE: Perhaps I should have been clearer on the note, but forgive me, because I’m not bright and often tell the same stories and think every day is Tuesday. I’m referring to the instructions and assembly of the IKEA furniture, not the stores. The stores are magical places where any home arrangement is a possibility, the hot dogs are deliciously cheap and the world is a wonderful place during the hours spent wandering the aisles. It’s the instructions that cause arguments.

Oh wait, I do hate how the item you really want is never in stock but you don’t find that out until you’re ready to put it on a cart and take it home. Fuck them for that.


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