![NOTE: I thought I could assemble the new cabinet myself. But apparently, the DIY directions were meant for illiterate space aliens. Ikea's little April Fool's Day humor... In honor of my complete failure, here is a post from several years ago. Fool me once, and all... [image credit: seriouslyi'mworking.com] http://seriouslyimworking.com/youve-ever-struggled-put-furniture-together-youre-not-alone-check-epic-ikea-fails/](https://barbtaub.files.wordpress.com/2016/04/ikea6.jpg?w=300&h=212)
NOTE: I thought I could assemble the new cabinet myself. But apparently, the DIY directions were meant for illiterate space aliens. Ikea’s little April Fool’s Day humor…
So in honor of my complete failure, here is a post from a few years ago. Fool me once, and all…
[image credit: seriouslyi’mworking.com]
Famous Last Words
- “Do you have a knife I can use to pry my toast out of this toaster?”
- “Hey, watch this…”
- “Sure, I can assemble it myself.”
We needed a guest bed. We had a mattress we bought a few months earlier because the one in the temporary rental flat was… well, a lot of things, none of which included something you might willingly touch without rubber gloves and maybe a hazmat suit. So as part of moving into the Hobbit House here in Glasgow, we need a bed to hold up the mattress. And, with guests arriving, we need it soon.
No problem. I would just go back to that big blue and yellow store where we got the mattress and buy a bedframe. And then I’d put it together. Headboard, footboard, two side rails and some slats. How hard could that be?
When those of you who know me are done laughing, we can move on…
Have you ever followed those flat-pack directions? You know, the ones with the little cartoon guys that were written for illiterate mutants by people whose native language is not found on this planet? Here’s pretty much how that went, with my best translation of the directions below.
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Call store helpline. Wait for thirty minutes while listening to recorded soundtrack of Mama Mia. (Wine. Duh…) After the eighteenth suggestion that you should check online, and the Abba songs begin to repeat, go to online website to ‘Ask Anna’, their interactive helpbot.
![You said:what is the meaning of life. Anna said:Better minds than I have failed to come up with an answer to that one. Apparantly the answer is "42", but I believe it's Good quality affordable furnishing! [Anna can't spell 'apparently' and she has no idea about how to put the bed together, but she's willing to discuss many other topics. You find yourself thinking it might be fun to meet for coffee.]](https://barbtaub.files.wordpress.com/2014/04/ikea-ask-anna.jpg?w=529)
You said: What is the meaning of life.
Anna said: Better minds than I have failed to come up with an answer to that one. Apparantly the answer is “42”, but I believe it’s Good quality affordable furnishing!
[Anna can’t spell ‘apparently’ and she has no idea about how to put a bed together, but she quotes Douglas Adams and she’s willing to discuss many other topics. You find yourself thinking it might be fun to meet for coffee.]
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Much wineage. Frighteningly, the little diagrams are starting to make sense. All of a sudden, you have a bed! You just have to use the little funky z-toolmajig to tighten the screw-thingys. From inside a little hole. Where it can only turn an eighth of an inch before you have to take it out and reinsert it and turn it another eighth of a friggin inch. About fifty times. And that’s just the front hole at the top of one leg. [Any comparison to old boyfriends is probably the wine talking. Stick to that story.] Drink directly from the bottle now.
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The final step! You place the mattress onto the bed. And note that it is about five inches too narrow for the frame you’ve spent all day assembling.
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“Mama mia! Here we go again…” You hum along. Almost an hour later, the customer service person admits that the mattress they sold you only three months ago doesn’t actually fit any of the gazillion bed variations they currently sell. She asks if you might care to wait until they start selling beds that will fit the mattress. She waits politely until your hysterical laughter stops. Then she asks what you would like to do next. They must do an excellent job of training their CS reps, because she ignores the anatomical improbability of your heartfelt suggestions about just what they could do next, and agrees to come and take away the bed on Friday.
All you have to do is take it apart first. Just make sure you have the proper tool for the job.
Reblogged this on Daily Echo and commented:
Barb Taub on DIY, wine and the anatomical improbability of returning a bed…
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Thank you so much for the reblog! What a fun surprise.
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It was a fun read, highlighting where I go wrong with these projects…not enough wine 😉
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Bwahaha! Very funny Barb. Ikea had that quirk for a while – they sold US bed frames and Swedish mattresses – and the two were not the same sizes. They slowly fixed that over about a year or so but many people got caught in the middle – obviously you were one. We actually studied that in B-school because it was one of the very few mis-steps that Ikea made – all-be-it a small one.Ikea has put a lot of effort onto trying to get their assembly instructions more easily understood and their diagrams clearer. I think you will find their stuff a lot easier to assemble these days. Ha!
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We were handicapped from the start. First, a British “King-Size” bed is actually an American Queen-Size. There is no such thing as a Queen-Size bed here in the UK. Maybe that would be some kind of royal slur, like perhaps they don’t want a bunch of people sleeping on the Queen. Apparently the sun never sets on the British bedroom, though, because they are quite happy with the whole “Super-King” concept. (None of the above, it must be noted, fit the mattress they had already sold to us. But another company, Feather & Black, delivered AND SET UP a perfectly nice bed the next day. They called it a King, but we all know it’s really a Queen. Yet another case of bedroom furniture mirroring life.
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Sorry to hear about the problems with the bed. To be fair to Ikea, though, I followed their instructions and it only took me about twenty minutes to make a bookcase. True, I was trying to make a wardrobe, but what the heck! It’s all furniture, right?
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Same thing happened to me. The hangers are a little awkward, and people sometimes express surprise at seeing the underwear filed alphabetically by color, with bookends holding it upright.
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Guess at least you can always find the correct underwear quickly. 🙂
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I suppose my only thought is that I wish this was an April fool but sadly not. Quite the funniest post on planet blog, Barb. I think the Swedes invented IKEA just to show the world why staying neutral sucks. They gave up oxymoronic democracy with socialist capitalism and now onamatopaic furnishings.
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Sorry…what? I couldn’t get past my open-mouthed admiration for someone who could use oxymoronic and onomatopoeic in the same sentence. You’re my hero!
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I just happen to have ‘o’ open but a hero blushes
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Love it. That’s how all my attempts go too. My wife keeps me away from tools now.
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Somebody should do the same for me. I’m very sad to report that I then used a premeditated cordless drill to add about a dozen holes to my wall, two of which actually ended up with screws in them to fasten the new blinds. (Barb’s DIY tip of the day: white toothpaste is the best. It covers a multitude of oops.)
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It doesn’t make a good substitute for Bandaids though.
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Reblogged this on Musings on Life & Experience and commented:
Hilarious.
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Thanks so SO much for the reblog. I really appreciate it.
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As usual, Barb, laugh out loud funny! We are currently trying to get a fireplace screen installed in our fireplace opening. We’ve already sent one back (too small) and had another made to order (needs some cement). I think I’m going to open a bottle of wine and find a glass that will hold half of it for my husband!
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For my bigger DIY projects, I recommend one of those boxes filled with wine that comes out a little spigot. Very useful while on hold with Swedish helpbots.
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Seems your blog is playing a similar game with my comment: here’s what I’ve been trying to say:
Thanks for going through this excruciating experience for the amusement of your blog readers. Hope you had a good night’s sleep.
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Actually, this was for the guest room. Apparently, my previous system—an air mattress with a slow leak that has to be re-inflated at least once during the night—was not meeting the guesting needs of my visiting children.
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Great post, Barb!
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Thanks, Eliza!
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I used to write manuals for software. Now, nobody writes manuals for anything. You’re lucky they including ANY directions. Apparently we are supposed to have an instinctive understanding of how this stuff goes together. Very funny, very true 🙂
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Well that’s not the case in the European Union. If you buy a toothbrush here, it comes with directions in 23 different languages including Esperanto and pig-latin.
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Ha ha, brilliant! Loved this and can totally relate. I assembled two wardrobes, a desk and a chest of drawers for my daughter’s bedroom a few years ago – you can still see the hole in the wall where I threw the hammer!! 😉
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I’m guessing that hammer hole is the perfect place to hang a picture?
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Very funny, but it also mirrors my experience with IKEA assembly.
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The 20 year old blisters I developed the last time I put together some of this shit came back. Thanks, Barb. Thanks a lot.
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It’s so nice to revisit old friends!
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Some of them …
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I really had to laugh at this one; especially the illustration of the the pronged tool, which is actually an optical illusion.
I haven’t tried drinking wine while trying to force, er…put furniture together, but it sounds like even more fun than my coping mechanism (loud swearing) so I’ll give it a try next time.
(Like there will ever be a next time that I’ll try to put one of those #$!@ pieces together with another detailed Chinese instruction sheet.)
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