OK, I bought this sleek, black high-back swivel chair for me to sit in at my computer table. It took me a minute or two to get the box out of my car and drag it upstairs. After taking all the parts out of the box, I looked at that last annoying piece of necessity: the instructions. I hate reading stupid instructions. I'm right-brained. I prefer to scan directions and get right to the heart of whatever I'm supposed to be putting together. I seldom bother with that boring step-by-step nonsense. And that's when trouble starts! But this time, I forced myself through most of the instructions. This computer chair was too much of an important piece of furniture for me to screw up.
When I started putting the chair together in the kitchen, I soon realized that it was too damn heavy for me to drag upstairs by myself. So, I lugged what I had already put together up to my computer room. Then I went back downstairs to get the rest of the pieces to finish putting the chair together upstairs.
I have got to say that my chair looks great and fits in well with the rest of the decor in my room. And it's very comfortable too. But you know that little protruding stick on the right side underneath the seat? I can power this sucker up and down as much as I want to. This feature reminds me of my dad's old barber chairs.
One scary thing, though. Turns out that I have three large silver screws left over, and I don't know where the hell they go! But the chair works fine. So far, it hasn't fallen apart. And I haven't landed on the floor…yet!