Sounds a lot like Super Walmart. The newest addition to Wal-Mart here in Tallahassee (guess who I am!) is an atrocity of space. I went there once with my wife, and will never go back again. Once I find my way out. I believe I am still there. The building is so large that if you stand on one end, you cannot see the other end, and I am only slightly exaggerating! We needed a turning signal light for our Dodge Neon. Unfortunately, we entered the wrong side, and had to hike diagonally across the store to the back corner. It took us 7 days in a very harsh climate. The AC was up so high we faced 80 mph freezing winds, and the surface of the ground was very slick. We had to huddle close to keep warm, and steal coats from the clothing section, which I later left in the toys section on the way out, but that is fast forwarding a bit. When we finally made it, we were gaunt. My beard reached my knees, and Angela's reached the floor. Then we searched for the light. We needed product number 257K, and all they had was 257N and 256. There wasn't even a spot for the one we needed. We drive a Dodge Neon, one of the most common cars on the road, and they didn't have the light. So we started to hike back. I was forced to eat Angela to stay alive. What a pity. I really liked her. Hopefully I will return home alive, but it doesn't look good. I grabbed an item on the way back, and the lines at the checkout are 3 miles long uphill, and full of angry Southerners...
The IKEA walkthrough left out one denzine of the IKEA (or any furniture store world), the salesman bloodhound. I want to Raymor/Flanigan last weekend and this guy followed my wife and I through the whole thing. I would try to sneak into the next area. Thinking I lost him I would share how overpriced I tought stuff was and suddenly...BOOM there he was asking if I had any questions. When I finally did have a questions I got a 30 minute disertation on matresses. Watch out!
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Sounds a lot like Super Walmart. The newest addition to Wal-Mart here in Tallahassee (guess who I am!) is an atrocity of space. I went there once with my wife, and will never go back again. Once I find my way out. I believe I am still there. The building is so large that if you stand on one end, you cannot see the other end, and I am only slightly exaggerating! We needed a turning signal light for our Dodge Neon. Unfortunately, we entered the wrong side, and had to hike diagonally across the store to the back corner. It took us 7 days in a very harsh climate. The AC was up so high we faced 80 mph freezing winds, and the surface of the ground was very slick. We had to huddle close to keep warm, and steal coats from the clothing section, which I later left in the toys section on the way out, but that is fast forwarding a bit. When we finally made it, we were gaunt. My beard reached my knees, and Angela's reached the floor. Then we searched for the light. We needed product number 257K, and all they had was 257N and 256. There wasn't even a spot for the one we needed. We drive a Dodge Neon, one of the most common cars on the road, and they didn't have the light. So we started to hike back. I was forced to eat Angela to stay alive. What a pity. I really liked her. Hopefully I will return home alive, but it doesn't look good. I grabbed an item on the way back, and the lines at the checkout are 3 miles long uphill, and full of angry Southerners...
The IKEA walkthrough left out one denzine of the IKEA (or any furniture store world), the salesman bloodhound. I want to Raymor/Flanigan last weekend and this guy followed my wife and I through the whole thing. I would try to sneak into the next area. Thinking I lost him I would share how overpriced I tought stuff was and suddenly...BOOM there he was asking if I had any questions. When I finally did have a questions I got a 30 minute disertation on matresses. Watch out!
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