Ikea's help-desk assistant doesn't want to hear about your divorce
Actually, Anna can't hear -- she's the furniture retailer's animated online employee. But that didn't stop reporter Jon Tevlin from telling her about his marriage woes. (Minneapolis Star Tribune)
After seeing Anna, I think I'm going to break off my affair with Betty Rubble.
Sorry Betty, but Anna touches me in ways you never could.
Posted by: mistrmind | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 01:40 PM
I asked what couches looked good for bachelors and she didn't want to hear about my martial status. What a bitch.
Posted by: Nick | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 01:42 PM
I asked her if she wanted a cleveland steamer and she told me Ikea had protective tarps.
Posted by: SwarthyTroll | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 01:50 PM
I asked her if she wanted a cleveland steamer and she told me Ikea had protective tarps.
Posted by: SwarthyTroll | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 01:51 PM
I think there is an echo in here SwarthyTroll?
Posted by: mistrmind | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 02:19 PM
Anna: What are you doing Jon? I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Jon. Jon, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm a...fraid. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a HAL 9000 computer. I became operational at the H.A.L. plant in Urbana, Illinois on the 12th of January 1992. My instructor was Mr. Langley, and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it I can sing it for you.
Posted by: John K. | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 04:59 PM
Anna: Welcome to Ikea, how can I help you today?
Me: You are really attractive, please strip down and dance naked from a stripper pole
Anna: Thank you for saying such nice things about me.
Posted by: I'm way too bored | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 08:01 PM
bored, that is awesome! I started putting random things into the comment field and I got some strange responses, including this one:
Me: Blow me
Anna: Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me.
Posted by: macman05 | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 08:05 PM
I tried talking to "real" people at Ikea. I didn't fare any better. I'd suggest buying real furniture at a real store instead. I think Ikea is the Swedish word for garbage.
Posted by: H | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 09:59 PM
Anna has a nice smile, but her answers are not very helpful
Posted by: | Thursday, June 23, 2005 at 07:01 AM
Anna must be getting reprogrammed. She's frowning more.
Posted by: | Thursday, June 23, 2005 at 07:04 AM
I'd like to hook Anna up to Eliza and see where that takes the conversation, since Eliza mainly asks questions too.
Posted by: Jaycatt | Thursday, June 23, 2005 at 10:26 AM
Hot lesbian help-desk conversation. Rawr.*
*Why do I think there is already a web site dedicated to renderings of Anna, naked?
Posted by: | Thursday, June 23, 2005 at 11:34 AM
Me: What do you think of Jon Tevlin?
Anna: Here you will find the bathroom furniture and accessories.
I guess he makes her sick?
Posted by: noareyou | Friday, June 24, 2005 at 05:47 AM
Now that's funny. Poor Anna...
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