It was President’s Day, Monday, February 18. My company had the day off for all, thank you, Mr. CEO. I slept in which I tend to do now on weekends and on my off days.
The weather was quite nasty with bone chilling temperatures. I asked DB if he still wants to have a sofa for our living room. You see, DB saw a flyer from IKEA that came with all the other city papers on Wednesday of last week, advertising the Prez sales for Ekthorp sofas and others. He was the one who told me it was a very good buy, and if that was the sofa I wanted. Yes it was and we left it that way. No more discussions about making a big purchase till Saturday when we were having our breakfast. He looked at the flyer and we talked about if we should get one sofa, and actually what we discussed was a corner sofa which comes to the same price, according to him (a few bucks more to be more precised) if we only get the 3-seater and the love seat.
After much putzing with Facebook and trying to see if we can look into IKEA.com for the corner sofa. I made up my mind I will buy it and he was up for it “Anything you want, Sug.” That was his response, and he said maybe we can get it online so there’s no need to fight the crowd at the store. Tried the online way and it was more expensive just shipping fees alone.
I told him I’m going to IKEA and put the order in and deliver it since home delivery cost $52 compare to $200+ for shipping fees. He said he will come along too which shock the hell outta me. He never like going shopping especially on holidays (so-call since it’s not really a “real” holiday). Off we went to pick up my car from the garage for brake/rotor job and then to IKEA.
That trip to the Swedish mega furniture store was DB’s 2nd time since it was opened back in 2003, I think. I showed him the 3-seater and loveseat, sat on it and he liked it a lot. Good, that was what I want to hear!
Next was to look at the corner sofa since he has not seen it. Right away he said “Nice”. I walked over to the floor assistant and put my order in for the corner sofa which turned out to be a Cash and Carry item. Huh? What the hell was that? “Take the print out from the floor assistant, pay for it at the cashiers downstairs, walk over to the Pick up Furniture and then to Home Delivery. ” We walked around the store and after we saw other office furnishings, I could see he was getting antsy.
If he had told me he doesn’t want to walk the entire store, I would have taken the elevator down to the cashiers and pay for our merchandise. Nope, he followed me and his face/head was RED. While standing online waiting for our turn at the register (can’t use Self-Checkout for this item), he received a PIX Text from his daughter – a picture of a puppy. (You can take a look at the pictures if you are in my Facebook.) He became so agitated after he flipped his phone off. He told me he thinks SD bought a puppy. He replied to her was “You didn’t” and she replied “Yep”. He was just fuming. He was saying all kinds of negative things about it like they should wait till the baby is born; in their situation, they should not have bought the puppy; they will regret it; guess who will be the dog sitter. He sent a reply to her saying “you will regret it.” Man, when he told me that, I told him he shouldn’t have said that. They are old enough to think what they want. The chose to have a puppy and if things are not working right, it’s their funeral. She will be mad at him, which she was.
He was still fuming, and when we paid for our big purchase, we have to walk over to pick our furniture up. The wait was suppose to be, the longest 10 minutes, but we waited for 30 minutes. Guess what? Mr Anti-Shopping was complaining up a storm. When our number was called, I walked over signed some papers, and the IKEA guy helped us pull the pallet to Home Delivery. More waiting there and made another payment for delivery, turned around and headed towards the parking bay.
The moment we were out at the parking aisle, he said, “This is the most stupidiest thing I have ever experience; walked the damn maze just to pay, then the waiting game to pick up the furniture and more waiting. This must be a Japanese store.” Well, I wasn’t any nicer to him either. I told him “Hello!!!! IKEA is a SWEDISH company. And too bad, it’s already done deal with, and guess what you will have to answer the phone tomrwhen the delivery guys call tomorrow and you have to set the time for delivery.” He shut up and I pretty much maxed out my credit card, the biggest purchase (the house does not really count) I have ever made since I have been here.
I should have told him to stay home. I have to write this down to blow of steam myself. Pictures of the sofa will be up later….not with me now.
