Having no success, Larry cries out ...
Oh, where is my hairbrush?
Oh where is my hairbrush?
Oh where, oh where, oh where,
oh where, oh where, oh where,
oh where, oh where, oh where ...
is my hairbrush?
Now substitute hairbrush with "Chair Rush"
On March 6th I brought Albert's fabulous theatre seating home from work. It started out as one long sofa, but my tiny house didn't comfortably accommodate this, so we broke it into 2 pieces which leaves an ugly unfinished edge with a missing arm. No problem, when you buy custom furniture made in Chino, not China. You just order a new seat that has 2 arms.
Well, not so straightforward. You take the extra piece of leather the manufacturer staples beneath the foot rest and pay $12 to have it couriered to California so they can match it up. A couple of weeks later, about the time you think the courier is arriving with your new chair, you get a nice little scrap of leather that looks just like the one you couriered to Cali, only larger. Does this match close enough, Madame?
For crying out loud. It's black leather. From a cow. With it's own distinctive markings. There are no 2 the same. Just make the freaking chair, I have no where to sit!!
3 comments:
Must be hard.. waiting for your custom leather seating to be perfect. How do you go on?
It is quite possible that there is only ONE more game left in the hockey season, and that's the only time we sit in those chairs!
Of course the thing that gets me about that post is the silly song with Larry. Now it's in my head and will be alllllll night. Thanks. Thanks alot.
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