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so, we got the mattress. and they delivered within the 2 hr window. i know it caught me of guard. i had just poured myself a fat martini. it was friday, and i had a long week, and i just found out that the thing that was stressing me out was a non issue, as the client didn’t really want the thing anyway. then i heard the truck.

this time it was 3 guys delivering, and they were fucking fast. well until it came time to get the boxspring down. so it totally got stuck. one guy just keep asking me if the banister was in the house when we moved in. i said yeah part of it. but i mean regardless, what did that matter now.

so the guys joked about breakign the boxspring apart. so i asked if they wanted a hammer. they said sure. so i got it. then i asked if they wanted a crow bar, they said sure. and igot it.  so then for the next 20 mins the guys took apart the boxspring. there’s not much to a boxspring, well atleast this one. in fact the major component seemed to be cardboard. i guess that explains why i squeeked so much.

one guy just kept saying "nuthin like some demolittion on a fridays" he must have said it 5 times, it was werid.

well at anyrate they got it taken apart, and they left.

i only had 5 bucks with me, i gave it to the head guy, i guess i’m luck they didin’t throw the wood through the window or something. but there you have it, we got a new bed, it’s fucking huge too. coupled with our new bedframe. oh did i forget to write about that? yeah we got a new frame from crate and barrel, and i went and picked it up in the subie. that was fun, for some reason the guys at the warehouse actually assmebled the fucking thing. i mean is there even a vehicle that is big enough to move an assempled queen sized bed? fuckwads.

so they disassembled (jefke 5 alive!) and bubbled wrapped the living shit out of the thing. i guess they’ve been burned before by the people scratching shit and then saying it was that way when it left the warehouse.  as we were putting the last piece in teh car, one dood dropped an egg fart, it was fucking wretched. and he didn’t fess up. i hate that, it was nothing but a bunch of guys in a warehouse, at least take responsibilites for your actions. all i need is a joke of some sort "whoa, burrito" or something, not much–it’s a matter of respect.

so i got the thing home and promptly couldn’t get the thing out of the car. it weighed liek 9000 pounds. but after a bunch of messing i got it out of the car and in into the house. ok this is boring.  well anyway, we have a new bed and a new mattress and it’s about 8 feet high. oh and the baby already pissed in the bed.

the end.

(shit this was better when i didn’t post)