%!@*&#%! CHAIRS!!!

I slept in today after a bad pain night. Which meant that I didn’t get to Quilters until about 11:30… which meant that all the decent chairs were taken. So I sat in one of the &^!@#% chairs and am damn near crippled AGAIN.

We rent the meeting space and the chairs are part of the deal - and they are bloody awful. The chairs are the wrong height for the tables (DUH! Brilliant, eh?), they don’t stack well, and even bringing your own cushions doesn’t help much.

I know I’m not the only one who has issues with them.

However, I betcha I’m the only one next week who brings their OWN CHAIR in! It’s that big a problem. My knees are killing me, I can hardly move my left hip, and my back is seriously SCREAMING.

The chair that I’m thinking of buying is $9.98 and has NO stupid moulded seat that has sunk over time to become a cradle of excruciating torture. No bent legs to tangle with the other bent legged chairs just waiting to trip you up.

Come the Revolution, sistahs, whoever designed those chairs is going to be one of the first up against the wall. Right after the person who BOUGHT the rotten things for the hall. And the person who decided there was “YEARS of life left in those chairs, no need to replace them!”

And there will be no blindfolds and no last cigarette… just their screams for mercy as they are battered to death with these ugly uncomfortable complete non-eco-friendly MONSTROSITIES thud thud thud and SPLAT and thud and…

…Ms O’Connor has been dressed in a lovely white jacket with VERY long sleeves and has been taken to a nice quiet room.

Where there are no chairs.