Monday, 3 October 2011
Sometimes I wonder, is it me or is it them? I mean, am I the one off my rocker or is it me against the world? Or at least me against the world of home decorating.
Remember my curtains? The ones that were wrong in every way possible? Well, much to my surprise, even though they were almost immediately ripped from the ceiling and returned to the factory, my decorator actually expects me to pay for them.
Yes, something like four thousand pounds and change for what amounts to holes in my walls and extreme intimacy with my neighbours.
Seriously? I am supposed to pay for curtains that no longer exist?
Apparently it's not her fault that they were yellow. No, that was the sunlight. She couldn't have predicted this.
"But I saw them in the evening, after the sun had gone down," was my answer.
"Well, then it is the way artificial light hits them," she reasoned.
"Um, could it be, I don't know, if they are yellow in the sunlight and they are yellow in artificial light, well, could it be that they are actually fucking yellow?"
So, what do you think? Is it me?