|Excuse me I think I'm going to scream
||[Aug. 24th, 2010|07:19 pm]
I really think I'm about to scream.|
Yesterday morning, in a weary slump, I leaned slightly forward while taking my underwear out of the wardrobe. This wouldn't be a problem but my underwear is in one of those weird dangling fabric things you put inside wardrobes. I'm not sure what you call those things. The hanging undercrackers of Islington. Anyway, the point is by leaning forward I tore off the final part of the fabric and velcro attachment that makes the hanging dangling thing hang and dangle... instead it turned into a drooping flopping thing. A disappointing start to the week.
Undeterred I decided immediately to buy one and (in consultation with Dr T over an acceptable lunch at the Squat and Gobble) that Argos was probably my ideal place to buy one (his ideal place to buy one is probably Lombok if you can get them made in recovered Chinese walnut). So I argosed it up and with surprisingly little queuing (or human interaction) made my purchase and went home.
Immediately there was slight trouble. I opened the box and there were no instructions in it. Not a problem. A resourceful chap like me can soon put it together -- and so I did. It went together with no problems and I put it in my wardrobe and placed my underwear and t-shirts in it and went to sit down. At this point I found the instructions.
Now, you sceptics might be thinking that I'd put it together wrong. You are wrong. Without instructions I had 100% put it together right. My slight mistake (and I hesitate even to call it that) was to put it in the wardrobe upside down. It wasn't a big deal. It clearly worked the other way up. I could ignore it. It was upside down. It didn't matter, it wasn't a big deal. It was clearly absolutely fine upside down and it would make no difference to its functionality. It remained upside down. I sighed and went to the bedroom to fix it. I took all the t-shirts and underwear out of it, turned it right way up and replaced them. With a weary sigh I put the final t-shirt in place, leaned slightly forward and tore off the fabric attachment which kept it hanging and dangling... instead it turned into a drooping flopping thing.
Sorry, I did say I thought I was about to scream.