Room 101 by George Orwell
Room 101 is an imaginary room invented by George Orwell and wasoriginally envisioned as a kind of torture chamber which contains yourworst fears which are used as the instrument of your pain; it has nowbecome a sort of warehouse into which your pet hates can be exiled.This has been due to the recent television program where celebritiesare given the chance to banish their pet hates from the world.
It took quite some time and desperate self deliberation for me tofinalise my choice of five to banish. These final five items arethings which have recently, as well as consistently, irritated me inmy life time up to the point that I feel I could single handedly go ona crusade against these tiresome items. So, without further ado, itgives me great pleasure to announce my candidates for exile as; metalbeds, the way the elderly think about youth, young children’s annoyingbehaviour, computers when they crash and cheap cola.
My first choice is metal beds, which I have to endure on a fortnightlybasis. To be honest, I would rather endure sleeping on a bed of nailson a fortnightly basis because I believe it would be much morecomfortable. This hate is added to by the constant racket caused bythe inescapable but futile attempt to get into a bearable position.The design is also some thing that infuriates me, it seems likedesigners have taken old prison beds and tweaked them an insignificantamount but just significant enough to seem like an original idea.Considering this, I move on to my next point about these insufferablebeds; the price. It is at an extortionate level compared to the morelabour intensive wooden beds. Only designer beds seem to be moreexpensive, which to some people may seem reasonable but to me seemsidiotic also. So I beg of you, please place metal beds into Room 101.
My second choice is the elderly population’s view of youthparticularly the view that teenagers are all criminals or have