At our local Ikea, there's a wooden arse in a glass case squashing into and out of a Poang chair 24/7 while a counter proudly displays how many million 'sit downs' have been performed on it.
Mine broke in 18 months!
I 'wooden' buy one of these if I were you....
Ah well. It sort of reminded me of a trip I made up north with work a few years ago to an automotive industry test facility. Cool place, a bit like a tour round Q's workshop. Huge engines running on test beds, buses being shaken to pieces on a rolling road etc, etc. But the most surreal bit was when a door opened into a little room where a forlorn looking industrial robot was clutching a prosthetic arse and grinding it relentlessly into a car seat.
"That's the European spec arse," announced our guide proudly, "The US spec arse is considerably bigger...."
Poor Johnny Five thought his new job was a real bummer...
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