


I have SUCH a love hate relationship with this store. I LOVE the idea of it. I love all the potential it has for my new apartment. I love the design of a lot of their stuff.
I HATE going there. EVERY SINGLE TIME without fail it makes my blood pressure rise. It's not the store itself. It's the people I go with. It's the kids. (Okay this time it was Brian. He was AWFUL) and my dad who can't walk and Mike who gets pissed off and picks fights.
I need to go ALONE...
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