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Ahh, The Chair

So, I bought myself a new chair this morning for my office. The one I have been using has turned my poor spine into a twisted mass of painful and angry vertebrae.

I went to my local Staples and picked out a lovely black suede seat that swivels and has lumbar support, but because the place was short handed, I had to wait for a sales person. I waited and waited and waited and waited while the single person available to sell me the chair helped what appeared to be the king of ninnies who was whining about the power supply to his laptop. I walked around the store, which is always bad at a place like Staples because there are always so many nice little things to pick up and hold and play with. By the time I finally got help buying the chair, here is the list of the other things I bought:

Planters Trail Mix with Nut & Chocolate
A bottle of water
A mouse pad with clouds
A green fauxe leather desk organizer for my pens, pencils, and cool round paperclips
A book light for my very long bus ride to Florida
A Sudoku Champion--electronic version with 1,000,000 puzzles, also for the long ride to Florida
A package of AAA batteries for the Sudoku Champion

I'm beginning to think Staples purposely stalls so you will fill your arms full of unnecessary crap besides the thing you really need.

I love my chair.

Comments

Gina said…
Oooh, cute sweater!

Comfy office chairs are worth their weight in gold.
Ahh you look very comfortable there. You didn't have to buy it yourself did you? Glad your new job is working out.
nothing like a good chair. I just bought one at Costco. The one I have at work is really nice. It's a $400.00 chair though -Well the company charged the hospital that much anyway.
Sassy Sundry said…
I can't see the picture of you.

I like the "That Was Easy" button.
dive said…
That looks comfy, Robyn, and you certainly look like you're enjoying it.
Considering the amount of our lives we spend in our office chairs, one with good back support is essential. And I like the black, too. Mine's a yucky green … ew.
How lovely, Robyn! I love this picture of you!!!

And the chair's not so bad either.

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