Last Sunday my buddy Ryan, a.k.a. ‘The Rhino,’ asked if I could help him move house. Among his many other virtuous qualities, he is one of the nicer individuals you’ll come across. He is NOT a good salesman, however. I could tell he felt bad about asking me to help, but I was actually happy to lend a hand and, little does he know, I think I got the better end of the deal. Here’s why.
First, I got to see his baby in the flesh, which is not something I’d normally be too pumped about, but little Fiona is actually kinda cute. I still don’t like babies, but I can accept Fiona. While I was attempting to connect with the baby, Ryan was playing short-order cook in the kitchen, making pancake after pancake. I tried to keep pace, but there simply was no hope. I also got to meet Alison’s (that’s Ryan’s lovely wife) parents, who were very nice.
I’ll spare you the details of the move, save this one. At some point we had to pick up a couch and a love seat from ‘Uncle Kipp’s.’ I’d never met Uncle Kipp before, but he turned out to be a swell guy, and very generous to boot! I made a comment about some art work on his wall and the next thing we know, not only are Ryan and I walking out of Uncle Kipp’s with some nice furniture, but some quality art pieces as well (you’re welcome, Ryan)!
Ryan took me to lunch at a cool sports bar after that and waited as patiently as he could while I finished my email. Afterward we finished the delivery and called it a nite. Rhino said thank you a number of times, but, as I said, I honestly believe I should have been thanking him. It felt good to do something tangible, help a friend and I came away with my first real piece of art. All in all, a really great weekend!