I spent THREE FREAKING HOURS at Ikea today Ikea is a 45 MINUTE METRO RIDE AWAY not to mention I forgot my trashcan and hangers there and realized on the metro back and we had to turn around and go get them.. all this only to open my sheet and comforter cover just now to find my sheet is actually a mattress cover and my comforter cover is double the size of my comforter. WHYYY IKEA. I RIPPED THE PLASTIC PACKAGING... does that mean I can't return it???? What if I say someone lied to me and told me it was the right size/that it was a sheet? Does this also mean I have to take another 45 minute metro ride to maybe not be able to return/exchange these items? Ughhh!!!! Screw you Ikea!! I see that many people love you but all you cause me is anger and stress.
Also.. I have to make a presentation about me tomorrow but somehow incorporate how to teach children english because it's to an infant-care class of older women. Not sure how to do that..
alright... I just wrote this on my facebook but I figured out why I really hate Ikea. Because every trip I've taken there has ended with me cursing myself
On a quick positive note (because I don't want to make my parents sad with my ranting), weather's great here
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