Today, my hatred for IKEA reignited when I rammed my knee into my hotel bathroom's plexiglass counter top while I was drying myself off. Their interior designer must have have been suffering brain damage when she matched everything with the floor tiles. FML
To the people that keep having a hissy fit about me hating IKEA — deal with it.
It's a matter of personal taste and I happen to dislike not only the design of their pieces but also the quality of their furniture; which is rubbish.
You like it? Fine, whatever. I couldn't care less. I don't like it and I'm not changing my mind just because you think I should like it. And, again, personally, to me, IKEA is overrated.
With that in mind, please feel free to hate me, or my furniture preferences, as much as you like; I'll be here in my little country having a life.