After viewing the piano at the Craigslist seller’s house...
TMF, “How are we going to move this thing?”
BF, pointing out my inability to move furniture, “We?”
TMF, “Okay, you. How are you going to move the piano?”
BF, “I’ll ask AB at work.”
BF has a coworker friend, AB, who has moved many pianos in the past. As soon as we drive away from the house, BF calls AB...BF, “Hey man, can you help me move a piano?”
AB, “Sure. Do you have a piano dolly?”
Long pause...
BF, “Uh...I’ll look into it.”
AB, “Yeah, piano dollies save lives."
Neither BF nor I had ever heard of a piano dolly. After a few phone calls, BF sent me to a local DIY rental store to pick one up. I stared at the two dolly pieces and was confused as to how it was going to work. Then I reminded myself of my complete lack of engineering skills. I didn’t quite understand what AB meant, but I figured he knew what he was talking about.
Neither BF nor I had ever heard of a piano dolly. After a few phone calls, BF sent me to a local DIY rental store to pick one up. I stared at the two dolly pieces and was confused as to how it was going to work. Then I reminded myself of my complete lack of engineering skills. I didn’t quite understand what AB meant, but I figured he knew what he was talking about.
I am so thankful for friends and family who will help move furniture and heavy miscellaneous items. As I explained in the past, I have an undiagnosed disability when it comes to lifting and moving. AB gladly volunteered to help with my inadequacies.
TMF, “Oh! That’s how pianos are moved! Those dollies are neat.”
AB, “Yup, piano dollies save lives.”
TMF, “How did you know about these things?”
AB, “It only took one time and I thought to myself, ‘There has GOT to be an easier way.’ “
TMF, “They’re pretty awesome.”
AB, “Like I said, piano dollies save lives.”
I could sense BF rolling his eyes and shaking his head, but I didn’t care.
AB, “Like I said, piano dollies save lives.”
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