I remember that I was used to go to IKEA with my ex everytime whe had the chance. I always loved their stores and the most of their products.
When I got the call from them to work in one of their stores in Rome, I felt pretty happy even if it wasn't one of my best periods.
The only thing I regret of that is the way I've been treated: 5 years giving my soul for a poor part-time 20 hours/week's contract that didn't allow me to pay the rent either.
Yesterday I got the 2013 catalogue and today I took the time to glance at it and I felt a bit nostalgic.
I'd really like to visit the Dublin's store if it wasn't so off the beaten track and, not owning a vehicle, a bit impossible to reach.
Of course, I saw few things that I want to buy. When I worked there, I dropped down to buy something after my shift at least once at month.
Today, while I was looking at it, I wasn't at the half either that I felt the uncontrollable urge to tidy up around my house.
Not sure if I'm going to open it again, at this point ¬.¬°
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Wednesday, 29 August 2012
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