The Vicious Babushka: IKEA is Evil!
IKEA is Evil!
Today I paid my first, and last visit, to an IKEA super store. This store is EVIL. It is a furniture store, run on the business model of a supermarket, only worse, much, much worse.
I was expecting something like, oh I don’t know, a Home Depot. A huge box store, but with everything laid out on a grid, so that even if you have to trudge miles and miles for a box of hex nuts, at least you can go directly to the hex nuts aisle and not have to pass through gardening supplies, light fixtures, and paint cans.
You can’t do this at IKEA. Your shopping ordeal begins on the top floor, which is the “showroom.” Showroom means you have to march past everything, and I do mean everything, that is for sale at the store. It is like walking through a full size, real life catalog. You can not simply walk to the department for the item you want. I wanted a pair of bookcases, but they still made me pass through bedding and housewares and light fixtures and window treatments. EVIL!
And when you are on the showroom floor, you have to note, not only the stock number of the item you want, but the Aisle and Bin number because (remember this!) you, you alone and not a stock person, such as they have in Home Depot, will have to fetch it from the next floor, which is the Warehouse floor, stand in line with it at the checkout, just like at the supermarket.
IKEA is Evil!