Ieri sera siamo andati all’Ikea. Ne siamo usciti sconvolti. Più del solito.
Dei tre obiettivi che ci eravamo posti non ne abbiamo raggiunto nemmeno uno. Ma siamo riusciti lo stesso a spendere a lot of money. Why Ikea is like H & M: all costs so little that you buy at the end like hell and when they tell you how much expenditure remains thrilled, like a robot pull out a credit card from his wallet without a word, pay, leave, and you're half an hour gazing in disbelief at the ticket, hoping to find a mistake because it can not be true, we were going to save!
The first objective was to buy a new Ikea Billy for the living room. Billy arrived in space, now we understand that something is wrong. Dismay. Terror! Billy The walnut color is gone. Despair! "Now how the heck do we have half walnut living room, not we can extend the library with a beech or a black."
But Mari has an ingenious solution: "Sven, do not worry, it will mean that we will think of something very different to disengage completely, perhaps an antique furniture to create a contrast between the sharp lines and the most Swedish Rococo and rolling, say, French ... a patchwork. "
Sven strikes me and start the scholarship. Why you must know that Ikea is for us a sort of ring in which to vent the accumulated tensions in the couple months. "Here, you come the architect! You, and space and measures just do not know anything ... "-" Speak the surveyor ... and then you men always with 'ste measures. " This leads then criticized for long time, "Why three years ago when we bought the carpet, I told you I had that red would clash with the blue of the sofa ... until they hit very low character much more personal" E I want to talk about your mother then? Who has filled the house with pots horrendous and you do not have to be a good boy said nothing, cowardly. "
include a "shut up" and a "can not stand you" arrive our second objective: changing table and crib for the baby coming.
And here too: Sting! Ikea is only two changing tables. A super cheap but cardboard, and a rather expensive plasterboard. And do not go to bed much better.
The second search has failed miserably, we'll go to a store and make normal plucking (ed we were now in a shop "normal". ... Changing the plasterboard will be fine!).
The frustration is soaring, the mood in the cellar. At least here we are united and reconciled in the setback.
go down to the bazaar and began shopping compulsively and comforting that leads to the consequences described above.
While we're at the counter say: Okay, now we take up with a nice ice cream. Because in the end because there is an Ikea? To move around in the yellow bag, to scrub eighty pencils and eating hot dogs and / or ice cream, I challenge anyone to disagree with me.
And now, dear readers, if you are faint of heart because you do not read what you say is really heavy (I'm also in charge to increase the suspense).
For the ice cream Ikea Hamburg Schnelsen, but I feel a bit 'in all, we can no longer choose the flavors! I'm not kidding, it's true! Before you pay when you gave the cone to put in the distributor, chose between strawberry and chocolate, and the beautiful mound of vanilla ice cream was beautifully decorated with four thin pink or brown rivulets.
Now with the knowledge they give you a coin - the fault of all those "recharged" the Cone ad libitum. And there is no choice, just an ice cream naked and raw.
This is by far the most dramatic disappearance of Billy and the baby phony!
I could not resist. For the first time in my life I wrote a note of protest and I holed out in the box "tell us your", complete with signature or address. Complaint: The ice cream without chocolate is unacceptable!
I will let you know what I will answer, if it ever will!
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