Damn Terry, I sure hope it gets sorted out ASAP by your bank, and you get your money back!
My annoying thing for today?
I got sent off to *
shudders* Ikea, to buy some vases for the museum.
As some of you might know, we open our special exhibit on thursday about the police in Greenland, and all of the brass'll be there.
Some of the ladies at the museum then thought that it would be a brilliant idea that we have some vases with flowers to decorate the entrance and reception area, and so I was sent off shopping.
Btw,
please don't ask me about flowers, I'm an expert at
killling the poor things, not making them
grow!
Now, I haven't been to Ikea ever since...well, ever since I moved away from home when I was 18 years old, and I'm 44 years old today, and so...well, it's been a while since my last Ikea visit.
Never again will I go to that godawful place
voluntarily!!!
Imagine a
huge warehouse, chock-full of gaudy-coloured knick-knack and "smart" garbage, furniture that's all sharp, clean edges ("Design" is what it's called, I think!), and nest-builders (Yeurgh!!!) with a poor defenseless sap of a hubby in tow!
YIKES!!!
I took a deep breath, went in, got the %¤%¤ vases, paid the friggin' stuff and
fled.
Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Sheer
hell!
I hereby re-christen Ikea "The Helmand Province"! *fumes*