Bedtime Story

Fortunately the furniture company did their best to allieviate the problem. Yesterday they promised to loan us some so our guests could stay in comfort.
"Don'ta worry. We willa send you somethinga wonderful. We know youra style, thees will be perfecto," said the owner of the store. (He is Chinese..no, just joking, Italian)
So it was with some delight that I awaited the arrival of the furniture van - again. Will I never learn?
I should at this point explain that our "style" is contemporary. I had originally ordered a modern dark wood bed set for one room and some charcoal nightstands (English translation: bedside tables) for the other.
The owner obviously took my rage seriously on Tuesday, because although newly retired, he turned up with an assistant to grapple with the furniture. He bravely struggled up the stairs with the pieces and proudly arranged them for me.
"Alora! Thees willa be as if you hada chosen ita yourselfa. Justa howa you like..a."


So one room now has huge walnut nightstands with grotesque marble tops. They wouldn't look out of place in Don Corleone's house - think traditional Italian, but opulent!
As for the other room, it boasts a gigantic sleigh bed, so large you can barely see out of the window.
What's more, the whole lot will be going back next week (hopefully) when our real furniture arrives. What will the good people of Cress Creek think? There is a standing joke here that some people in Naperville sometimes spend so much on their houses that they cannot afford to furnish them. They're going to think we staged the house for the party, then sent everything back. Or worse, we chose it but had it repossessed!