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crazy furniture delivery day
Jan. 30th, 2004 04:50 pmGRR!
My furniture was delivered early this morning, but my couch wouldn't fit through the door and it was a whole big long drama. My downstairs neighbor now hates me. He got so pissed that the delivery men were there at 7 am. I mean, I know it's early, and I'm sorry about that, but I couldn't do anything about it. And he weant ahead and yelled at them for being there, and then said that I'd better break down all those cardboard boxes my furniture came in or he'd break them over my f--ing head. It was pretty upsetting.
So anyway, I had to go to Seaman's and arrange for the couch that won't fit and is still sitting right in front of my door to be picked up, and to arrange to have it exchanged for a loveseat. They are picking up the couch on Tues. and dropping off the loveseat the following Tues. I'm just glad that for now it is over, although I'm not too happy about having to squeeze my fat ass around that couch in the door. LOL.
All I can say is, thank God for Raph. He came over as soon as he could, rushing out of work without much explanation, and helping me to calm down, in between manly bouts of "This couch MUST FIT THROUGH THE DOOR!" until I finally convinced of the basic physics regarding square pegs and round holes. Me love him.
My furniture was delivered early this morning, but my couch wouldn't fit through the door and it was a whole big long drama. My downstairs neighbor now hates me. He got so pissed that the delivery men were there at 7 am. I mean, I know it's early, and I'm sorry about that, but I couldn't do anything about it. And he weant ahead and yelled at them for being there, and then said that I'd better break down all those cardboard boxes my furniture came in or he'd break them over my f--ing head. It was pretty upsetting.
So anyway, I had to go to Seaman's and arrange for the couch that won't fit and is still sitting right in front of my door to be picked up, and to arrange to have it exchanged for a loveseat. They are picking up the couch on Tues. and dropping off the loveseat the following Tues. I'm just glad that for now it is over, although I'm not too happy about having to squeeze my fat ass around that couch in the door. LOL.
All I can say is, thank God for Raph. He came over as soon as he could, rushing out of work without much explanation, and helping me to calm down, in between manly bouts of "This couch MUST FIT THROUGH THE DOOR!" until I finally convinced of the basic physics regarding square pegs and round holes. Me love him.
