Pestilog

IKEA of doom

Ok, so Stephen did a much better job introducing our new roommate and telling this story than I did. But I'ma leave my post up anyway, cause I have it on good authority that I was just born awesomer than everyone.



Well, it finally happened.

The outstanding Swedish design of our pantry just wasn't enough to overcome the forces of gravity this time around.

It could have fallen on Ben's head. Instead, it fell on another table, snapping that in half, and ripped a rack off the wall on the way down.

Fortunately, only one bottle of spaghetti sauce busted, but everything else was pretty ok. Except for the cupboard. That was toast. And it was hilarious watching the boys try to negotiate the best way to get the broken thing out of the kitchen. It was totally like helping someone who has never moved before get a 4 person couch up a spiral stair case--it turns into a physics symposium, and nothing gets done.

On the upside, it turns out that there was a fondue pot and some party favors way back onthe top shelf. woot.

Your IKEA will rebel against you. It has no keeper.
You have been warned.

Labels: Ben, house, Marko, photos, Stephen

posted by Veruka2 @ 12:27 AM