I loathe IKEA, not the products, but the stores. You cannot go in, go direct to the relevant area, find what you want and get out. Instead you walk around a long mazy path, which if it was in a bluebell wood would be delightful. But you aren't in a bluebell wood, you are in a store with stuff and clutter and people everywhere, it is hot, claustrophobic and it takes hours to get to the tills.
I ended up dumping what I came in for and walking through displays to get to the exit and out as fast as possible, which means I have only ever been to IKEA twice, once in Switzerland and once in Croydon and I never want to go into another one ever again.