It was just moving from the storage my work had in Encino to a new place in West LA. The only reason we did it was because we're getting the space for free for a year. It was definitely worth the money to hire professional movers than to pay almost the same amount on people from Craigslist and have some random dudes and an F250 haul 200 sq. feet of storage junk.
I helped out in the efforts, and I've decided to share my favorite moments of the day.
Here are at least two:
An older piece involved a dancer coming out of this cute, little, pink Westinghouse fridge. As I was in charge of relaying stuff from the unit to the elevator and to the mover packing the truck, I tried my best to move as much as I could. Only for the life of me couldn't budge the little fridge, even when I had both feet planted on the axle of the dolly and both hands pulling as I threw all my weight in the opposite direction.
Yes, I knew that had I been successful, the whole thing would have fallen on me and crushed me. That didn't even come close to happening.
For another show, 5 giant spools were made by the company, and we had to transport those too. I had lots of fun doing that, because I kind of felt like I was like this guy:
Look, I almost match him too. Actually, the thought of wearing my purple pants today crossed my mind this morning. Now I regret my decision.
There are more highlights, but those are the best. Maybe I'll make more later.
3 comments:
You're so cool.
i am glad you were not crushed to death. also, how were the movers? did jack show up?
I'm so cool because I didn't get crushed from a pink vintage fridge?
But yes, I felt defeated, but at the same time, glad my stupidity didn't get to the best of me. The movers were great and quick! I got Jack to help out, and he's SO efficient! I did witness a drop of stuff, though...
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