Nothing shakes your faith in humanity quite like a visit to humanity. To get the full effect, make the visit while you're still sick. That'll really do it.
The people there exude a strange mix of competition, aggression and fear that puts everybody on edge. Generally, I try to go in the evenings or during weekdays, to avoid the worst of it. However, Lorna's family are coming to stay, so we needed the new sofa bed pronto.
I sat, waiting for something from the warehouse, and looking at the tills. All I could thin about was the tens of thousands of homes, all done up with the same furniture. It depressed me thoroughly. Ikea, for all its “laugh at designers” advertising and cheap prices, still manages to produce goods that are boring and, basically, bland. It wraps safety in a veneer of design, and I hate it.
I hope that it's our last trip there in a while.
A Visit to Ikea, or Playing It Safe
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September 13, 2005 7:02 AM | Reply
We were at Ikea this weekend, too. James calls it the Castle of the Damned and tries to think about it like it's some sort of AD&D dungeon. You fight your way through it until you get to the end, but each minute you spend in there sucks a little bit of your life out of you. Sometimes you have to stop and ask the strangely helpful NPCs for direction.
I am only grateful because they actually had all the pieces of what were building in stock in the first Ikea we visited. This is unprecedented for us. I hope the sofa bed works out and that you never have to go back. Ever.
September 14, 2005 6:57 PM | Reply
Did you have an insanely inexpensive hot dog at the end of your ordeal?
September 16, 2005 12:30 AM | Reply
Of course! Those hotdogs almost redeem the rest of the nightmare.