...this comes from me going to a makeup shop and wanting to find a new blusher. So the make-up artist tells me to take a seat - and god almighty its one of those damn bar stools. I'm only 5ft and I find them so awkward. For one I cannot ever get on them gracefully, my feet never reach the foot rail so my legs are left dangling in the air.
So I politely said I would prefer to stand and then subjected to her pulling her face at me in disgust. I'd rather not make a fool of myself trying to get on these things.