Furniture Ninja

My wife and I are buying a house and we have a couple of months to begin planning how we want to decorate. Today, we decided to go furniture browsing at a couple of stores to get an idea of the type of furniture we want in the house.

At RC Wiley, my wife and I wandered around for about an hour. During that hour, I kept noticing something out of the corner of my eye. In each section we moved to, it was there. As we moved from the television section to go look at dining tables I saw it: A furniture ninja.

Dressed in black, she stealthily stalked us from area to area. She followed quietly, her eyes focused upon our every move. Her cat-like reflexes and skills allowed her to remain hidden--behind armoirs, couches, and washing machines. My quick glance was just that--quick--and she disappeared like a wisp of smoke into the night air.

She was waiting--patiently waiting--to spring her sales trap. We managed to escape this furniture ninja for now, but upon my return I'll be ready...ready to meet her in mortal sales combat if necessary.

I think I'll watch American Ninja tonight and study Michael Dudikoff's moves as he fights against an entire legion of mercenaries. Now if only I could find my Bo-staff.