So I went to IKEA instead of the mall, only because I felt like a meatball.
I didn’t know they sold stuff for my home, let alone a table in the shape of a dome.
I decided to buy it with my every last penny, but did I have knowledge of furniture? Not any.
I waited in a queue for hours and hours, there were people with boxes the height of 4 towers.
But when I finally took out the parts, I didn’t know where or how to start!
I didn’t understand the instructions! This was going to conclude in a lot of destruction.
So I went back to IKEA, gave them a call, and said “Let me talk to the chef who makes the meatballs.”
I guess that tonight I’m staying right here, because guess what? I now work at IKEA!