I love Ikea. I would go into more detail on the ways I love it, but this is a rant, it wouldn’t be appropriate. I spent a rather sad amount of time at that store earlier this year, and fell in love with a red sofabed that was destined for me. It was perfect: gorgeous, versatile and cheap, just my type.
So was my GF, and since it was her dragging me to the place most of the time, I hadn’t been since we broke up.
But now I’m moving house, so today I went back to Ikea and looked for my sofabed. Alas, it was not there! They’ve stopped making it.
But they did have another nice sofabed, in the bargain section too!
I decided to buy it, along with two large bookcases, a dining table, four chairs, a coffee table and a plant that I was also buying from the Bargain section. I had to wait twenty minutes before one of the staff would even open the door at that section, and then she didn’t deign to come out, so that I had to lean over and call to her with my hands cupped round my mouth. She semaphored to me that I had to put my three-seater sofabed, two large bookcases, dining table, four chairs, coffee table and a plant onto a trolley and take them to a till.
Put a **three-seater sofabed, two large bookcases, a dining table, four chairs, a coffee table and a plant **onto a trolley. Right.
Unsurprisingly, I found this difficult.
I did try. Several passers-by also tried. Several other passers-by also stopped to laugh and point. Several workers failed to stop at all, even when called. Even the coffee table - the smallest item (it was a big plant) - wouldn’t fit on the trolley, and I am sorry to be such a weak, feeble woman, but I couldn’t quite manage to lift the three-seater sofabed above my head and stroll to the checkouts with it.
The tills are right next to the Bargain section, beyond dragging distance, but within sight. They were extremely busy. If I had managed to get one item into the queue, I would have held the rest of the line up for half an hour while I struggled to get everything else over there. And I truly don’t understand why I had to take the items to the tills at all - they are reduced items, they don’t have barcodes to scan. I could have just walked up there with the price tags, which were significantly lighter.
However, customer services assured me, with a patronising smile, that yes dear you do have to take your goods to the till. So I tried again.
I really, really wanted that sofa. I was getting quite attached to the rest of the stuff too. Thus I arranged for it to be delivered to my new address (which is, bizarrely, the same delivery cost as my current address, even though I’m now a quarter of a mile away and the new place is 20 miles away). The delivery staff were lovely and offered to take all my small goods too. Yippee!
But after several hours of struggling - no exaggeration - I had to give up and leave it all. Ikea lost nearly £400 worth of custom because their staff wouldn’t help a customer carry some goods that it was physically impossible to handle alone.
And guess what - if I had managed to get the goods to the till, it would only have been to see the delivery staff arrive to drag them all back round to the bargain bay … exactly where they’d started from. :rolleyes:
If you’re wondering why I tried so long, it’s because I was stuck there anyway, waiting for one of my ‘hand-out’ goods from the penthouse cardboard box levels.
I have a bad back now.
I’ll go back on Saturday, when I’ll have a removal van and several people with me anyway, and hope the stuff’s still there. Yes, I’ll still be going back, it’s cheap!
(But I did write a little complaining note for them. I then had to rewrite it, because the complaint form was too short. I am now considering whether to fill out a complaint form about the length of their complaint form).