This Husband’s viral photo diary about the shopping trip to IKEA is pretty familiar to all couples. The massive layout to showcase ready-to-assemble furniture is confusing and painful for those who hate shopping. Husbands follows their wives to shopping mall sometimes feel as useless as the “g” in lasagna.
This husband apparently hates shopping for furniture and had a full blown existential crisis while visiting IKEA with his wife. The viral photos have received several million views. Enjoy the photo dairy adventure around IKEA!
“We are here. Our apartment is furnished. I am not sure why we are returning.”
“We appear to be here, in part, for lunch.” Accidentally went shopping on an empty stomach? No problem at IKEA.
“I have dropped fruity purple sauce on my pants. As is tradition. It will likely stain. On Facebook, my aunt advises pouring boiling water over the spot. She further advises removing the pants before doing so.” His honest report while reluctantly shopping at IKEA makes the photo diary more enjoyable.
“Receiving no instruction on where to place my food mobility unit, I have left it here. I hope it will not cause inconvenience.” The cafeteria confusion adds to the excruciating experience. IKEA is the world’s third largest consumer of wood, but what’s about food?
“Perhaps we are here for institutional storage solutions. My wife says, ‘Maybe when we have eight kids.’ We have zero kids. We move on.” Shopping is always cheaper than a marriage counselor. This man understands that concept very well.
“We are looking at candles. We have many candles. We bought our current candles at IKEA. These are slightly different.” Whoever said money cant buy happiness simply did not know where to go shopping for candles.
“She has asked for my thoughts on this storage solution. I said, ‘We don’t have room for it.’ This was apparently an incorrect response.”
“We seem to be here for a mirror. I begin to recall a conversation where she expressed this need.” This furniture shopping experience is turning into a madness that is too familiar to any reluctant husbands.
“This is not a mirror. Our ultimate purpose remains as mysterious as the little dots over the vowels in the item labels.”
“My wife is charmed by the stuffed rats. This does not alarm or surprise me, although I am surprised that the rats feature so prominently in the display. It is a strange marketing choice.” A successful Swedish man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend on stuffed rats.
“More rats. I begin to speculate they are somehow significant in Swedish culture.” A successful Swedish woman is one who can find such a man.
“She has commented on how sturdy these spoons are. Our other measuring spoons do not strike me as structurally unsound.” Husband just tries to keep only the spoons that brings them joy and never keep more spoons because it might come in handy.
“‘This is where you get napkins,’ she asserts. I have to agree that, on evidence, she is right.” Don’t ever play the world’s most dangerous sport: Disagree with the wife.
“‘Ready?’ she asks. I say yes, but I’m not sure what she is referring to.”
“‘This would be really pretty,’ says my wife. I express hesitance to hang a picture of a random woman on my wall. She was talking about the picture frame. I am on thin ice.” More awkward shopping moments at the giant furniture mall …
“We live in a basement. I fear for the lives of any plants we procure.”
“‘What is this, even?’ my wife asks. The label holds no answers.”
“My wife says these remind her of baobab trees. I patiently remind her that baobabs are hundreds of feet tall. She will detach a retina if she keeps rolling her eyes like that.”
“I’ve been busted.” Uh oh! Got busted … See the knife on her chest got shattered?
“We are checking out. We have a microwave cover, a sugar bowl, and a drawer divider. We do not have a mirror. ‘I want ice cream,’ says my wife.”
“‘I love you forever, even though I already have to,’ says my wife. I love her, too.” We always hold hands. If I let go, she shops.
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