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Have you ever had something around which nothing can seem to go smoothly? Something really innocuous like, oh, say - furniture.
I tried to order a file for the office. Three weeks to deliver. I decided instead to pick a different one up at an office big box. It isn't in stock. My papers are piled in stacks on shelves where I can never find what I need.
I ordered bedroom furniture and the dresser did't fit around the corner of the stairs, so I had to send it all back. I found another set last weekend that I like better, and should fit, but cost three times as much. It will be here in a month. My clothes are stacked in neat piles on the bedroom floor.
Today they delivered a new dining room table and hutch. There was a problem with the table base. They should have a new one to me in a week or so.
When I got back into the office I found that the door mats I had my assistant order (we just re-carpeted) had arrived. They are red. The carpet is blue.
Was I meant to sit, work, sleep, and otherwise live off the floor? Is there a god of furniture punishing me for some past slight? Am I the only one that this sort of thing happens to?
I tried to order a file for the office. Three weeks to deliver. I decided instead to pick a different one up at an office big box. It isn't in stock. My papers are piled in stacks on shelves where I can never find what I need.
I ordered bedroom furniture and the dresser did't fit around the corner of the stairs, so I had to send it all back. I found another set last weekend that I like better, and should fit, but cost three times as much. It will be here in a month. My clothes are stacked in neat piles on the bedroom floor.
Today they delivered a new dining room table and hutch. There was a problem with the table base. They should have a new one to me in a week or so.
When I got back into the office I found that the door mats I had my assistant order (we just re-carpeted) had arrived. They are red. The carpet is blue.
Was I meant to sit, work, sleep, and otherwise live off the floor? Is there a god of furniture punishing me for some past slight? Am I the only one that this sort of thing happens to?