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December 4, 2002

IKEA

For over a month now, I have been trying to buy one particular item of furniture from the Ikea store at Brent Cross, about 8 miles up the road. A couple of unsuccessful trips due to the item being sold out ensued, and I decided to make use of the automated telephonic stock-taker to make sure that the item was there before setting off.

Tonight, I struck lucky. When I called the talking shelf-stacker, she informed me that the item was in stock, so I shot off down the road to buy it.

Upon arrival, I couldn't see the item in the in-store, ready-made display so I walked all the way through to the storage section, with Mark R in tow, and attempted to search out the erroneous thing. I couldn't find the damned thing, so I had to ask one of the attendants. He told me where it was located and I ambled off to pick up my prize.

I found the right aisle and looked at the numbers on the storage areas to find the right product code. On my way down this aisle, I saw a woman in her late twenties crouching down, obviously really struggling to pick up a rather large box and so, being the nice guy that I am, I offered to help her into the trolley with it. She thanked me profusely and as she tottered merrily off into the distance, I realised that I had, in fact, just helped her load the VERY LAST remaining unit of the very item that I had been looking for. BUM.

Posted by jonola14 at December 4, 2002 9:03 PM

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It would have been a more impressive story if you had picked the woman up and put her in the trolley, then run away with the unit.

Posted by: shunta at December 5, 2002 7:21 PM

I think that's a little harsh, shunta. It is an impressive story in it's own right...

Posted by: Wibbler at December 5, 2002 8:53 PM

Yes, shunta, sorry. Will remember that for next time. And no more sarcasm from you please, Robert Polson.....

Posted by: Jac at December 5, 2002 10:06 PM

I think you should of run after her and told her it was faulty, she goes home knowing that she has to go back another time, you go home with the item, everybody is happy!!!

Posted by: Shifty at December 6, 2002 10:42 AM

Or, perhaps if you had picked up the women that was holding the unit and put them both in the trolley, and walked out with the both of them.....?

Posted by: Shifty at December 6, 2002 1:01 PM

gives a new meaning to picking up a woman I suppose....

Posted by: Jac at December 6, 2002 8:46 PM

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