I had a very similar experience the other week, except I forgot to bring my cane to indicate my crip status. partner encouraged me to use one of their store wheelchairs as I have a tendency to fall over if I walk too much. However, not only did they not have a motorized chair that even Wal-Mart can manage (honestly I'm guessing the charge wouldn't last through the store), you had to check the wheelchairs out from the info desk. Where there wasn't a person to do that thing. Briefly considered breaking into the wheelchair area to get a wheelchair so I could go to their store, or at least asking partner to, but then decided to save spoons for actual store. Where, as a matter of fact, a number of cut-throughs were blocked by carts. THANK YOU FUCKERS. I was going to buy something but ended up putting it back (or rather, leaving it for a poor retail schmuck to find and reshelve) because by the time we found the exit I was doing my shuffle-stumble that makes people give me funny looks. It is the prelude to full-out falling on the ground.
So yeah, from now on I'm sending an IKEA delegate to buy things for me if I need anything because fuck that place.
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I had a very similar experience the other week, except I forgot to bring my cane to indicate my crip status. partner encouraged me to use one of their store wheelchairs as I have a tendency to fall over if I walk too much. However, not only did they not have a motorized chair that even Wal-Mart can manage (honestly I'm guessing the charge wouldn't last through the store), you had to check the wheelchairs out from the info desk. Where there wasn't a person to do that thing. Briefly considered breaking into the wheelchair area to get a wheelchair so I could go to their store, or at least asking partner to, but then decided to save spoons for actual store. Where, as a matter of fact, a number of cut-throughs were blocked by carts. THANK YOU FUCKERS. I was going to buy something but ended up putting it back (or rather, leaving it for a poor retail schmuck to find and reshelve) because by the time we found the exit I was doing my shuffle-stumble that makes people give me funny looks. It is the prelude to full-out falling on the ground.
So yeah, from now on I'm sending an IKEA delegate to buy things for me if I need anything because fuck that place.