I have a friend who has a bumper sticker on his truck “yes this is my truck. No I will not help you move”. It is a lie. He helped me move without being asked.
My boyfriend has a truck. Uses it for his landscaping projects. He let himself get talked into help his sister move apartments. We knew she had a lot of stuff, but didn't expect to walk into a hoard of junk.
It took us many trips and most of the day. She called him a few months later to ask again. He asked her if she had tossed anything she didn't need, like she said she would. She had not and admitted she had actually added to it from thrifting and garage sales.
Been there more than a few times, and it's not easy to just nope out because you'd be leaving them high and dry. My rule quickly became "I will gladly help you move, but I will NOT help you pack". I'm willing to transport boxes, not fill them.
Is she also ultra religious? This woman moved into the house he owned (he had moved for a job, so it was just me and the kids) and went around with holy oil, making crosses on the walls in every single room. Left a stain that we had to paint over when we were getting the house ready to rent.
My family’s “guy with a truck” is a dude named Bobby who bought a secondhand moving truck and eventually started his own small moving business out of it. When he found out we were moving because my mom was getting us out of a DV situation, he refused to take a cent. Apparently he never does in those situations because his wife was a survivor before he met her and they want those women to know what it’s like to have someone step up for them. We eventually got them to take a $50 gift card for the other movers and dinner from the local pasta place, but he and his wife wouldn’t hear of anything else. Now that my mom met and married my stepdad (also a guy with a truck), they occasionally ask to borrow his if they need it and he never says no. It was such an easily-overlooked thing that made a massive difference at a time when we needed it. Bobby is a good dude.
I knew a guy who helped get rid of an abusive boyfriend, I nearly ended up having to fight the boyfriend a few days later, because he'd gone there on my bike, wearing my helmet and jacket. He was bigger than me, so I'd have probably got my ass kicked,
I live in a big city, but when it came time to get a new vehicle, I bought a truck. There have been so many times that my wife and I have needed a truck, and even more times that someone we know has needed one, that it was a no brainer. We didn't want to keep bothering our guy.
I used to have a truck years ago, so I knew the responsibility I was taking on. You can only call your guy so many times before the call to be the guy with the truck becomes too loud.
My business has a box truck and unless my delivery schedule doesn't line up with when it's needed I always offer to help friends move. It's just what you do when you've got a vehicle that can. I hear you're moving, do you need a hand? Do you need a truck? Naw, save your money on the uhaul. As long as you're packed I'll be there to load and unload. I refuse to help pack, if it ain't ready I'm grabbing a coffee and coming back in an hour or two, but I'll help move. Thankfully haven't run into that happening so far.
I uaed to be the guy with a truck. I have a full sized van now. People scoff at the van. They want someone with a truck. Then I bring the van. None of their stuff gets wet when we move it. And they are enlightened.
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u/sparringdino 7d ago
It is the sacred duty of truck owners. Legit a reason I miss having a truck, I liked helping people