There’s no room in the library so we spent the afternoon reading in sofa shops
They all kicked us out eventually
Once upon a time, we were hard-working A-level students whose social life consisted of tea at the Conservative Club and Downton Abbey Sundays. Since coming to the big, bad world of uni though we’ve rather lost our way, especially after that “trip” to Lakota a few Fridays ago.
Hattie felt compelled to undertake some spiritual cleansing and with a few hours to spare – and no spare seats in the ASS – we decided to take Hattie’s bible up Whiteladies Road to the sofas and armchairs of the road’s many furniture stores.
Obviously, you’re not meant to go to these shops to read a book (even the good one) so it basically became a game of seeing how long it took before they threw us out.
The Sofa Library
Staff Response: Ignored Hattie until 4 mins 23 seconds when she was asked to leave using language not appropriate around the Bible.
General Atmosphere: Hattie blended in so well with the sophisticated neutral colour scheme that it was practically a game of hide-and-seek.
Comfort Rating: Medium rare.
Chalon
Staff Response: Remarkably friendly. We thought at one point they’d offer us some tea and cakes.
General Atmosphere: Very pleasant, it took a whole 16 mins before the odd looks started. We felt very much at home.
Comfort Rating: Although Hattie’s overall experience was lovely the kitchen stool itself was pretty standard.
Ripples
Staff Response: To the charming fellow who gave Hattie a full tour, three brochures and didn’t judge when she got in the bath, will you be our belated Valentine? What more could you want from a guy, he had all the moves and knew his tap from his pipes ;).
General Atmosphere: Love was in the air.
Comfort Rating: Hattie needed dragging out the bath as she was starting to nap and even Prince Charming was starting to judge.
Sofa Workshop
Staff Response: One super-keen woman was manning the shop, and as Hattie was the only customer she was all over her like a rash making it hard for her to focus on Exodus.
General Atmosphere: As barren as the Judean Desert.
Comfort Rating: We would happily spend our student loan on the velvet cushions.
Sharps
Staff Response: Shoutout to the elderly couple that distracted the shopkeeper while Hattie skimmed through the final verses of Deuteronomy. Once they left, it all kicked off in the most passive-aggressive encounter we’ve ever experienced.
“Surely you can’t expect me to let you continue to sit in our window display, you do realise we have real customers to deal with?” #turntheothercheeck
General Atmosphere: Even Celina felt the awkwardness from across the street
Comfort Rating: SO SQUISHY!