Deliver me from Swedish furniture

Deliver me from Swedish furniture and the horrific lines that accompany it: today's foray to the East Bay to check out the new IKEA came to an abrupt halt before we even entered the parking lot. There was a line half the length of the store that wrapped around the corner and extended far along the side of the building. It must have been an hour's wait, at least, to get in. Yes, to get IN to the store. I don't care how cool that stuff looks online or in the catalog, there's no way it's worth that. We turned around and drove back to the City without ever getting out of the car.