My chair is 'out to get me'. My dear old 'office' chair, purchased for its ergonomic qualities, 'has it in' for me. Really.
It all started innocently enough with a split in the seat covering. No big deal. A piece of duct tape and I'm back in business. Then, the pure evil kicked in. As I sit at the keyboard I get a sinking sensation. Suddenly I am keying uphill. I make a quick adjustment and all is well again. It may be a week or more before it does it again, or, it could happen several times in one day. I decided to look upon the situation as an opportunity for a little exercise. The chair didn't like my positive attitude. Now...the wheels have crumbled. I find little pieces of black plastic on the floor. At one point there was only one good wheel left so I was sitting lopsided as I slowly sank to 'nose on the keyboard' position. Now all the wheels are broken so I'm 'sitting pretty' again although still sinking every so often.
I wonder what else this devilish chair has in mind? Golly, it's only about eight years old. Is that the new expected life span for home office chairs? Well, I know what I'm asking Santa for this year. A gal can only take so much abuse.