Head Tale

Last week, a buddy who lives nearby asked if I’d help him move a fridge.

Since I was picking up a free growler of beer he’d offered, I felt like I had to say “yes” (just kidding – I would’ve said “yes” even without the beer bribe!)

But I misunderstood what he was asking.

I thought he wanted me to help lift the beer fridge in his garage into his truck – quick and easy.

Nope, turns out my buddy – who arguably is one of the most engaged giving people in the entire city by constantly supporting various causes, helping out with fundraisers, finding ways to help the less fortunate – had somehow found someone giving away a fridge and offered to transport it to another woman who needed a fridge.

We went to the first house and it was a woman who was going through a divorce and clearing out her house.  The fridge was HUGE but luckily my buddy’s brother was there wearing a “Powerlifting Saskatchewan” hoodie *and* with tools in his car.

It was still a bit of a battle to get the fridge out of the house but between the three of us, we managed to wrestle it out to the truck.

Then we got to the drop-off house and luckily (?) because the woman accepting the fridge had a son who uses a wheelchair, there was a ramp into the house and it was only going to the main floor kitchen right inside the back door.

So that part was a lot quicker and easier.

Oh, and then an unexpected encounter that’s maybe not so unexpected when you work in the library and get to know so many different people.  As we were leaving, the woman got a different delivery – her supper – which it turns out was delivered by a guy who was a regular at the library I used to work at!  “Do you live here?” he asked in confusion and I explained that no, I was just doing a different kind of delivery than he did.  We briefly caught up then my friend and I headed back to Home Depot to drop off the dolly he’d rented, grab a quick beer at a nearby pub before calling it a night and heading home to a hot bath to soak my already aching back!)