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[tattooofhername]

You know that moment when you're carrying a heavy thing and Some Dude swaggers up to you all 'let me take that' and just takes it off you without even asking?

Yeah. He dropped it on his foot and gave me this indignant 'how the hell do you even LIFT that?'

Stupid dude. These weedy little biceps of mine aren't just for show.

Also, so exhausted I'm pretty sure I might just pass out on the spot. And I've still got more heavy lifting and long-distance moving of stuff to do before I'm all done. Still need to buy kitchen knives and other household stuff, fresh food since I now have more than a single fridge shelf to work with, and also I have to get some kind of dresser since the flat didn't come with one. Or I'll just stack all these boxes on their side and use those.

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[crushdmb.livejournal.com]

When I used to work in printing, I would of course carry around large boxes of paper or big boxes of completed jobs. This was normal. Part of my job. I don't know HOW many times I'd have a woman see me pick up a big box, then say, "You should get one of the men to carry that for you!"

Uh, IT IS MY FUCKING JOB TO CARRY THIS SHIT. My job description actually said, "Ability to lift up to 50 lbs."

Ughhhh.

[tattooofhername.livejournal.com]

In this case, it was a laundry basket full of household stuff and bathroom stuff. Mostly liquids, and very heavy. Pretty sure he figured I'm just flimsy and it couldn't possibly be THAT bad... Yeah no. He probably could have carried it fine, if he'd been braced for the weight instead of trying to lift it like it was nothing.