So, we moved to a new office. There was a room, it was pointed out to me, where all the extra chairs lived. I figured I would take the opportunity to trade the old and busted for the new hotness. I mean, the arms were falling off. So I get this wonderful new chair with the tags still on it.
It was terrible.
No matter how I adjusted it, my back or ass or legs were hurting. Torture!
So I snuck back in and got an older chair. And my ass breathes a sigh of relief. Figuratively.
It was terrible.
No matter how I adjusted it, my back or ass or legs were hurting. Torture!
So I snuck back in and got an older chair. And my ass breathes a sigh of relief. Figuratively.