A guy asked me to move him. In other words he asked me to help pack his things. Unfortunately it did not go smoothly. I came home and he wrote me this letter on the email
“I have mixed feelings. On the one hand I do want to thank you for everything you did this weekend especially because my back is in a very bad state.
On the other hand, working with you this weekend has been a confoundingly frustrating and extremely aggravating experience.
I appreciate your offer to help it was very gracious of you. However if I look at the number of items that got damaged or missing or lost, this weekend was a wash.
Unfortunately I have to compare with the experience of Saturday with my cousin. He and I were able to move every heavy piece of furniture with the exception of three tables my desk and the air mattress.
Several times I have to repeat myself to you and when I ask you a question you act like you never heard that word before. You told me at 7 o’clock in the morning that the kitchen was all done and then when I asked you if you went into the cabinets, you acted shocked as if no one ever put groceries in their cabinets!!!
You tell me you need to be micromanaged because you’re working on stuff you’ve never done before. And I am totally shocked to hear that.
We had planned months ago for you to come out with me to Columbus. The reason I had asked you to do that is so that I have a spotter said I wasn’t driving eight hours after packing everything up and getting sick or falling asleep or being overly tired. I am disappointed that you decide to change your mind Willie Nelly at the last minute. You could’ve told me at anytime in the last two months hey John I’d love to go out to Columbus but I’m not gonna have time to or if we leave we have to leave by this time etc. nothing at all was explained like that so I’m not pissed off I am really disappointed.
Also, when you left you left all your fucking garbage here in the apartment - do you not think? I’m trying to ensure that the apartment is as cleaned up as well as I can do in the timeframe that I have so I come back here to the apartment and I see bags of food garbage left in the apartment. This is the issue I have that if you’re gonna come over here you’re going to help I appreciate the help but you don’t help in one aspect and become a hindrance in other aspects.
So this is a bittersweet message. I certainly appreciate all the time and effort and help you provided but my tolerance is a shot and I am burned out after two days.
My back being all fucked up certainly didn’t help matters either.