Last week we had friends spend an hour and a half on the lawn swings. They told us the most incredible story. One of their friends has a daughter with serious mental problems. She is now institutionalized, getting help and is so much better but in her "interesting" days she was, well...interesting.
Once she worked for a furniture store. One night, at closing time, she asked the owner if she could have a key as she wanted to come in early and do some rearranging. He foolishly gave her a key. What he didn't know is she never went home. She spent the entire night at the store, rearranging things. Here's what he found when he got to the store in the morning.
All the rectangle things were grouped in one part of the store. The coffee tables, pictures, mattresses--she had actually stacked them so high no one knows how she did it. Everything that was a rectangle was grouped together.
Round things were also grouped together. Mirrors, bowls, round ottomans, lamps, anything round was grouped in another part of the store.
This went on with every possible variation. Square things included washers and dryers. How that woman moved all this stuff is a mystery.
She was so pleased with herself. If people needed a couch they could simply go to the rectangle section. She thought this made perfect sense.
The owner of the store stood with his mouth open.
She probably tried to move him into the round section.