Akemi has been dying to check out the Interior Design Show here in Toronto so, this morning, we decided to take a walk down to the Metro Toronto Convention Centre to check out. Understand, I have no interest in interior home design. I mean, I can’t even tell London Gray Caesarstone from Carrara Pental Quartz if you can believe it. But Akemi has been my patient companion through many a Comic Con, so I figured I could feign interest for a few hours (or, barring that, an hour after which I could just spend the rest of the time reading off my iBooks app).
Upon entering, we were handed two forms and directed to wait in line for tickets. Unfortunately, neither of us had any writing instruments handy (and we weren’t provided any), so we patiently waited as the line inched along, the people at the front using the complimentary pencils at the ticket kiosk to fill out their respective forms. Some twenty minutes later, we finally made our way to the front of the line where were waved forward.
“I’d like to buy to tickets,”I informed the woman, setting the forms down and reaching scanning the counter for a free pencil.
“You have to fill these forms out BEFORE you get into line,”she coldly informed me.
“There are dedicated tables with pens,”she informed me.
I stepped out of the lineup to locate those dedicated tables with pens.
There weren’t any dedicated tables with pens!
I walked over to the woman who had given us the initial instructions and told us she should do a better job of informing people coming in that they have to fill out the forms (with their invisible pens) BEFORE getting into line.
“You must have just slipped past me,”she said.
“Then how did we get the forms?”I asked.
But she had already moved on to dispense forms and dubious advice to other potential attendees.
And thus wrapped up our visit to the Toronto Interior Design Show.
I spent the rest of the day watching a Korean drama (for work. Honest!). It was infinitely more enjoyable.