I woke up this morning feeling hopeful. My wife had spent most of yesterday on the phone to the furniture company, and had managed to arrange for all of our furniture to be delivered today. My hopefulness grew when we got a text saying the delivery would be arriving in the morning and even more when we got a phone call before 10 saying it was 5 minutes away.
The delivery drivers arrived and all the furniture got upstairs, despite the seemingly incompetent delivery men. Things then started to go wrong. I noticed a bit of chipboard as I was moving a piece of furniture, I opened it to inspect and found the item was intact. It was one of the 3 intact items.
I grew angrier and angrier with every item I opened. The back of the dressing table was broken. My wardrobe had a big hole in the door. My wife's 3 door wardrobe was just a 2 door and 1 door wardrobe, the 1 door wardrobe had damaged hinges, the 2 door was slanted. My wife's chest of drawers was broken top and bottom, and finally my wife's replacement bedside table was even more wonky than the first.
By the end of it I was fuming and so was my wife. After she had finished putting the colour on my sisters hair she called and spoke to the really good staff member she had spoken to yesterday. We decided to return all of the items and buy new stuff.
So instead of the relaxing father-son bonding time I had planned, I spent the whole afternoon looking at various furniture places for decent, affordable furniture with a dressing table. We eventually bought it in the first place we had visited, but had left due to lack of service.
On the way home we indulged ourselves, and our bad moods, and got coke & popcorn for TV time tonight and Fish & Chips for dinner.
It's been a while since I felt anything but happy, but today has left me feeling, not precisely down but very angry.
From here things can only get better.
Thanks for reading
Adam Edward Grant
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