IKEA or DEATH

Well I obviously knew everything but if I had to choose between IKEA and death then I would choose death because in IKEAs there is a shitload of people and I don't like the canteen where husbands with kids wait for the woman to choose her fucking bedsheets and while she's at it she also buys a strange green cube for no reason. The mashed potatoes, they sound good but boy they taste different and the guy didn't know. The toilets are clean but they are somewhat far away and feel so unfriendly.
 
20/20, but I worked at IKEA for 3 years so that might have played a part...
 
Most IKEA names are really fucking weird even if you speak Swedish. Grundtal means cardinal number and I don't even know what Bastig means.