I have been needing to get a new desk chair for a while. I use my desk chair all the time, it is really the only chair I use in the house when I am up. I not only blog at my desk, I watch TV, and I watch movies or listen to music all while sitting in my desk chair. My old chair was all torn up from my use, the front of the seat all marked from where the cats jumped up on it to get to my dest, and two weeks ago the back started to break in that it wouldn’t come back up to a full up position any more. Ron decided it was time to replace it, I was willing to wait , but Ron worried I would lean back and it would let go on me.
To Staples we went. As Ron and I were looking over all the high back desk chairs the first of three young guys came over to offer to help us. These workers were all young, late teens early 20’s. Why is it young people all look cute and good looking? All of these young people just seemed to have so much energy and vitality, it tired me out just watching them. So we told the first young person we were going to look them over and did not need help. I am particular with my chair, first is height as it is hard on my hips to be bent and I struggle to stand up. I also need lots of back support when sitting upright, so the chair has to have strong lumbar support. I like a good head rest for when I hurt so badly I need to lay back for a while. The arms and arm height is also very important as I lay my arms on the rests as I type. I was checking how far back one chair would go and pulled the wrong lever, causing the chair to sink and bend my hips. The hip I fell on last monday screamed in my mind with pain and I nearly passed out. As I was struggling to get up out of the chair the second young man came over to offer to help. Again we told him we just wanted to look, thanks anyway. After a while as I had narrowed my choice down to three different ones a third young man came over to help. He was so tiny at first I thought he was a kid out shopping for electronics, but he was clearly wearing the store uniform. He had a 23 or 24 inch waist. My arms are small as I have not used the muscles in years but his were even smaller than mine. He asked if he could help us. I said no thanks, but rather than say ok and leave us this boy kept asking questions and pointing out things on the different chairs. I let him wind down, no need to be rude, and then thanked him but told him I need to sit on them for a while to decided and it was unfair to take up his time as this would take a while. He seemed happy with that and said he would be around if we needed anything.
He was good to his word, I think he was watching us because when I decided he seemed near and I spoke up saying ” Young man, now we are ready to have your help”. Ron burst out laughing at my using the term young man. I responded that compared to us he was a young man and looked like a high school kid. The boy blushed as he stood there, and seemed pleased at the complement. He got the chair we wanted and did all the things need to buy it. Then he took it out out to the van for us. I was worried as the box seemed heavy for him putting it in the van, that we might have trouble getting it in to the house. Here is where the funniest thing happened.
After he loaded it up for us we stood there talking, again seemed like a really nice guy. Then he stuck out his hand and without thinking I also stretched mine out and we started to shake hands. Ron yelled out ” Hey you two, stop that. You’re not supposed to do that anymore”. The boy stammered and I winked at him and told Ron I was just getting the boy’s phone number. The boy was again blushing and he was saying how he used the hand stuff all the time. I was laughing and Ron was grinning. After we got in the van Ron turned to me and said ” I can not take you anywhere can I”?
Ron was proud of himself bring the box into the house as he had less trouble with it than the boy did. Here is pictures of Ron putting the new chair together. It looks good behind the desk, it has more room than the other chair to move around as the back is straighter. Milo was pushing Ron to empty the box faster, and then claimed the box as his. Hugs
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