You are asked to help move your friend from one apartment to the next. I get this request more often than others. I have come to believe it's because the higher power knows it will cause me anxiety.
Breaking your friend's shit while doing them a favour moving is the foolproof path to anxiety.
We all have experienced that extra heavy couch or the awkward glass top for a coffee table. Or perhaps you've handled an "antique," or my personal favourite: the top mattress. Yes, moving the top mattress listening to someone scream, "don't tear it!", is a sure fire way to lose all muscle strength and drop the damn thing on the tip of a machete.
Look, I know it's Saturday. But don't worry, offer yourself up to a friend, or a friend of a friend who is moving by tomorrow, so you can get that daily dose of anxiousness you've somehow missed throughout the day.
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