Do you know what I really don’t like? What keeps me squirming and moving and mentally sighing?
You know the ones I’m talking about. Those horrid folding metal torture devices that they insist you sit on for an indefinite period of time. There is no back support. For anyone over 5 foot 3 inches (sorry mom) there is no leg support. and they are seriously cold. freezing torture devices.
(just in case you weren’t sure…. see above photo)
A crime against humanity.
Now, if you think i’m overreacting to something so slight. I could normally agree with you. After all, aren’t I glad that we at least have chairs? Most of the time, I would readily say ‘yes!’. But considering these chairs are the equivalent to sitting on the floor – but somehow worse – I can’t.
Take this evening for instance. I sat in one for 1 1/2 hours – and had to force my back to straighten. I am now having shoots of pain straight down my legs. Not only does my…uhmm, derriere hurt, my hips ache. And, honey, when my hips ache, I’m not a happy person.
I’m not even 30 yet, how are these women in their 50s and up handling this?
I want to know who invented such a thing.
REally, how hard IS it to staple some cushion and fabric on a wood chair? Not that hard, I’ve done it before. Hmmm, maybe that’s what I should do – go ‘upcycle’ their chairs. . . . .