What pretentious businesses have you come across?
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On my commute to work, I go past a furniture shop in Clapham which purports to sell "Inspirational Outdoor Furniture".
OK, I get what outdoor furniture is, and it's made pretty bloody obvious by the sun loungers and patio tables in the window, but how the hell is a piece of furniture supposed to be inspirational???
Am I supposed to look through the window and think "Yeah, that's my dream! I want to be a deckchair!"??
Is seeing an eye-wateringly expensive parasol supposed to inspire me to become a FTSE 100 CEO?
Maybe it's supposed to inspire me to move to a climate where I can spend more than a couple of weeks a year actually using outdoor furniture?
Whatever their thinking, it just struck me as completely pretentious. Anyone else seen anything similar around them?
OK, I get what outdoor furniture is, and it's made pretty bloody obvious by the sun loungers and patio tables in the window, but how the hell is a piece of furniture supposed to be inspirational???
Am I supposed to look through the window and think "Yeah, that's my dream! I want to be a deckchair!"??
Is seeing an eye-wateringly expensive parasol supposed to inspire me to become a FTSE 100 CEO?
Maybe it's supposed to inspire me to move to a climate where I can spend more than a couple of weeks a year actually using outdoor furniture?
Whatever their thinking, it just struck me as completely pretentious. Anyone else seen anything similar around them?
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Greg66 said:
Kermit power said:
On my commute to work, I go past a furniture shop in Clapham* which purports to sell "Inspirational Outdoor Furniture".
<cough> Balham <cough>Look at you, trying to glam-up your commuting route!
HappyMidget said:
Greg66 said:
Kermit power said:
On my commute to work, I go past a furniture shop in Clapham* which purports to sell "Inspirational Outdoor Furniture".
<cough> Balham <cough>Look at you, trying to glam-up your commuting route!
It's in a dip. One side of the dip it's definitely Balham, and the other is definitely Clapham, but I've no idea where the dividing line is.
Locally we have an "Artisan Market" and to be fair, there is some nice stuff but I avoid it now as end up spending a load of money on some expensive and weird cheese, some deeply mediocre beer, Chilli sauce I never end up eating, some drastically overpriced sweets and she usually buys a bit of driftwood with a picture on it or some nonesense.
You get suckered in with a "free" sample, then feel obliged to buy a loaf for £3.
I got into an argument with the guy who did the Roast pork things, it was a fiver and it was a cheap and ansty doughy white bread roll full of cold, inedible gristle served with all the care a bored kennel hand can muster, it was almost five quid, I went back and he offered to replace it and I said I wanted my money back as the rest didnt look great either, he said no and was a bit arsey so i just tossed it onto the counter and said to the rest of the folk in the queue not to bother, I dont mind paying five quid for something nice but when it is sub par Icomplain, I had been looking forward to it, went next door and got a burger which was much better.
Artisan my arse
You get suckered in with a "free" sample, then feel obliged to buy a loaf for £3.
I got into an argument with the guy who did the Roast pork things, it was a fiver and it was a cheap and ansty doughy white bread roll full of cold, inedible gristle served with all the care a bored kennel hand can muster, it was almost five quid, I went back and he offered to replace it and I said I wanted my money back as the rest didnt look great either, he said no and was a bit arsey so i just tossed it onto the counter and said to the rest of the folk in the queue not to bother, I dont mind paying five quid for something nice but when it is sub par Icomplain, I had been looking forward to it, went next door and got a burger which was much better.
Artisan my arse
The stalls at a majority of the ones I've been to have been staffed by young men wearing beards, huge earlobe earings, sleeve tattoos and tight jeans, or girls with purple hair, dark lipstick and tattoos on their hands.
I'm all for private enterprise and wish them every success, but I'm not buying the whole "artisan" thing, it's basically what local farm shops used to sell much cheaper and better presented back in the day, but without the 90% mark up which these shysters are charging. For example, how is the "artisan" "organic blackberry jam" any different from the "blackberry jam" my mum makes from the blackberries in her back garden - apart from the £4.89 price tag that is?.
Maybe I'm just getting old.
I'm all for private enterprise and wish them every success, but I'm not buying the whole "artisan" thing, it's basically what local farm shops used to sell much cheaper and better presented back in the day, but without the 90% mark up which these shysters are charging. For example, how is the "artisan" "organic blackberry jam" any different from the "blackberry jam" my mum makes from the blackberries in her back garden - apart from the £4.89 price tag that is?.
Maybe I'm just getting old.
Kermit power said:
HappyMidget said:
Greg66 said:
Kermit power said:
On my commute to work, I go past a furniture shop in Clapham* which purports to sell "Inspirational Outdoor Furniture".
<cough> Balham <cough>Look at you, trying to glam-up your commuting route!
It's in a dip. One side of the dip it's definitely Balham, and the other is definitely Clapham, but I've no idea where the dividing line is.
It's all fairly arbitrary. I think the parade of shops tagged onto Clapham South tube is Clapham, then one drops off the edge of the map into the BalhamAbyss.
I used to ride that way sometimes in the evening to get to Balham pool, aka verruca-ville and home of used sticking plasters that have sunk to the bottom of the pool. Used to hate riding down that hill past the Inspirational shop since cars would happily turn into or out of side turnings regardless of bikes. Or so it felt.
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