Pulled the trigger on the queen size Bob-o-pedic. Our choices were to have it delivered next Saturday or pick it up tomorrow and move the thing ourselves. In our infinite wisdom and rush to move, we have elected to pick it up, throw it into Gui's Bronco, find somewhere to park the Bronco, walk the mattress God knows where on 88th street, and carry it up five flights of stairs.
We totally win at life. Anyone know how much these things weigh? Or the number of a chiropractor who hasn't been repeatedly sued?
Also, the exhaustion is starting to show. When I was getting off the phone with the sales rep from Bob's I accidentally told her I loved her.
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It's so wonderful to have truly appreciative customers.
ReplyDeleteWait, you're not supposed to tell the customer rep you love her? Now I feel stupid.
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