Helping a friend move, many say, is like giving them a ride to the airport: you have to do it, because eventually you will need the same kind of assistance.
But let’s be real — we all hate helping people move. And the more shit we accumulate, the less appropriate it becomes to ask for reinforcements. It may have been all well and good when the only things you had to your name were a beanbag chair and a couple of books, but that heavy wood armoire you just purchased as one of your first big adult buys is next to impossible to transport for anyone besides professionals.
That said, I’m curious: