Can’t make this stuff up
Before I begin with the story of my move I need to mention that some of the crap I purchased over the last year might qualify me for some government special needs program. Packing up all this detritus there were waves of buyers remorse as I setup my first ever solo household. You read that right, I never really lived alone in my entire life until fate had other ideas. Let’s just say a blanket mistakes were made and move along. (I’m also having a fire sale at some point)
I hired movers to take all this crap the under two miles from the old apartment to this new one. They showed up early which was a good sign and two of the fellas were so obviously so high that it made me smile. No judgement from me because that job all kinds of sucks. As we were heading up to go over the plan one of the high dudes panicked and asked if he could use the bathroom but didn’t wait for my answer before he took off.
Went upstairs with the other two and got to work. On the second load it was reported to me that the dude who disappeared was going to sit in the truck because he wasn’t feeling well. I was good with that. Then about an hour in he must have gotten a second wind because he walked into the now half empty apartment looking for something to carry. And then I was punched in the face by a smell that took me to a big animal cage at the zoo being hosed down.
I looked over at the dude as he picked up a box and noticed that his sweatpants had been fouled all the way down both legs. Holy Hell he shit himself! Not wanting to embarrass the poor fellow I waited until he walked out and grabbed to lead dude. He anticipated my concern and let me know he wouldn’t be doing anything else but he walked out of the truck because he was feeling better. Now I had a wandering biohazard on my hands.
The next two hours were spent tracking his every move and making mental disinfection notes about anything he even got close to. They dropped him off at halftime between apartments but the damage was done. I can safely say that all of my things are cleaner now than they have ever been but it took me until 1:00am to get here.
One final note on the high guys. They couldn’t puzzle out how to unbolt my bead frame so they carried it up nine flights of semicircular staircase...
Both drenched in sweat I just let them go after that. Some work probably requires a certain degree of mind altercation to survive but there is a price to be paid.