Ikea afraid of paparazzi... who knew?

We were at IKEA the other day (yes, spare me the lecture) and were seriously checking out some kitchen cabinetry kind of stuff. I had grown tired of typing details of sizes and whatnot and so began to take pictures of labels and assembled units. Well, faster than you could say photo Nazi, some keener in yellow comes storming over yelling 'no pictures!' Puzzled, I froze, then looked to this authoritarian furniture jockey with a look of bewilderment. She continued, 'No pictures of the prices!' I slipped my iPhone back into my pocket.

But internally, I'm thinking: WTF!? I could have just as easily written those prices down. What gives? But I didn't want to verbalize my logical argument for fear that I might get escorted out of the store. That would have been embarrassing, no?

This is the picture I took. It's my own (not-quite-so) private symbolic rebellion. Aww look, the price is barely visible. Darn.