Episode 6: Oh to have a Hamar MidBeam

2:55am - My bedroom floor (again???)
Ok.

So.

My room-mate, Miss C has finally arrived to move in and then ship herself off to Italy for a course or what not.
*sigh*
I'm exhausted.

So we went to IKEA, my second trip there in 2 days with her mom and their van and I finally grab myself a bed.

Shopping for a bed is a lot harder than you'd think it'd be. First off, my headboard add-on was not in the self-serve section, you pay for it and then pick it up. Now we didn't want to pay for something we didn't know was going to fit in the van (assuming it wasn't flat-packed) so we were just like "eh nvm". But as we hoisted all the other furniture onto the van, we realized it WASN'T as full as we anticipated so I go off to customer service just to ask the dimensions of the package.

And the lady and her piercing say to me, "You're not allowed to see it."
And for a moment there I thought she was kidding, so I smile and I was like "Oh alright." And for a good few seconds I thought I was going along with the whole ruse, before I say "No, really, I just want to know the dimensions." And again, she says in this odd way, "You're not allowed to see it. You have to pay for it first before you can see it."

I finally realize the lady's not kidding around. She means business. No dimensions till they get my money. But therein lies the problem. If I buy it, and it turns out to be too big, then we waste time returning it (and did I mention Miss C was in a hurry?)...so I go off pay for it (like an idiot) come back and...realize it'll take "10-15 minutes"...those 10-15 turned to 45. And then came the hassle of trying to return it...blah blah blah. So yeah finally we get out. Oh, and btw, they gave Miss C's mom the dimensions WITHOUT her having to buy it. Seriously. Anyhoo...

Come back to the apartment glad to just have my bed frame at least, built about 30% of it before heading out to watch The Dark Knight (more on that tomorrow when I'm less irritated...) and had the awesome kicked out of me when I came back home and realized (80% of bed done) that I'm missing the mid beam that's sold separately.

SERIOUSLY???

WHY???!!! WHY SELL IT SEPARATELY WHEN YOU COULDA JUST STUCK IT INTO THE BOX!!!

So it's the floor for me again.
I'd be madder if I hadn't just have a good healthy overdose of Batman. Because we all know Elvis was a faker, and Batman's the real KING.

Speaking of Kings; M was in a naff mood today...My baby. :( He's getting dumb feelings that I don't love him anymore and all that. So all I could do was reassure him of the contrary. I miss him so much...