Just a Carpet
Last week, I moved into my new rented place, and I was excited to make it feel like home. My dad was kind enough to support me financially, and he promised to visit once I'd finished setting up. I had everything I needed, except for one thing - a carpet.
I ordered the carpet online, thinking it would be faster. But the vendor kept giving me excuses, day after day. "The design is out of stock," "The delivery guy is sick," "The carpet is still being made"... I mean, come on! I was patient at first, but as the days went by, I grew more frustrated.
The day my dad was supposed to visit finally arrived, and I was still waiting for the carpet. I was starting to get anxious, thinking he would see my bare floors and think I hadn't made an effort. But then, the vendor finally showed up... with a carpet that was completely different from the design I had chosen! I was angry.
At that point, I was so fed up with her excuses and delays that I just collected the carpet and spread it across my room. I didn't even bother to argue or ask for a refund. I just wanted the whole ordeal to be over. But when my dad saw the carpet, he was annoyed too. "You should have gone to the market yourself," he said, shaking his head.
I knew he was right. I should have taken control of the situation instead of relying on an unreliable vendor. But I had trusted her, and look what happened! Now I'm using a carpet that doesn't even match my room's color.
My dad's visit was still great, despite the carpet wahala. We spent quality time together, and he even helped me arrange my furniture.
I still feel a bit annoyed. But I'm also grateful for my dad's support and wisdom. And, at least my room is finally complete... even if it's not exactly what I had asked for
I ordered the carpet online, thinking it would be faster. But the vendor kept giving me excuses, day after day. "The design is out of stock," "The delivery guy is sick," "The carpet is still being made"... I mean, come on! I was patient at first, but as the days went by, I grew more frustrated.
The day my dad was supposed to visit finally arrived, and I was still waiting for the carpet. I was starting to get anxious, thinking he would see my bare floors and think I hadn't made an effort. But then, the vendor finally showed up... with a carpet that was completely different from the design I had chosen! I was angry.
At that point, I was so fed up with her excuses and delays that I just collected the carpet and spread it across my room. I didn't even bother to argue or ask for a refund. I just wanted the whole ordeal to be over. But when my dad saw the carpet, he was annoyed too. "You should have gone to the market yourself," he said, shaking his head.
I knew he was right. I should have taken control of the situation instead of relying on an unreliable vendor. But I had trusted her, and look what happened! Now I'm using a carpet that doesn't even match my room's color.
My dad's visit was still great, despite the carpet wahala. We spent quality time together, and he even helped me arrange my furniture.
I still feel a bit annoyed. But I'm also grateful for my dad's support and wisdom. And, at least my room is finally complete... even if it's not exactly what I had asked for
