My best friend decided to move in with his girlfriend, and he asked me to help him move all of his furniture. Most of my friends ask me for moving help, because I am the only person with a large truck. I should have thought first, when choosing to be the only one in our group with a truck. It’s almost like a sign that says free moving help. My best friend was moving across town, so we knew the move would take all morning. I arrived to the apartment around 9 in the morning. Derek asked me to meet him there, and I was a few minutes early. Derek arrived shortly after me. His car was full of boxes, tape, and other assorted packing materials. I thought Derek already had the boxes packed, and I was a little hurt. Derek and I walked into his apartment, and none of the lights were on. That’s when Derek broke the bad news to me. He said the power was already off. Not only did we have to pack without lights, but we didn’t have any A/C either. It wasn’t hot and scorching outside yet, but it was still early in the morning. By the time we were done packing boxes, the outdoor temperatures would be a soaring into the 90s. I asked Derek if the new apartment had A/C, and he shrugged his shoulders. He wasn’t sure if the power would be on when we arrived, but he said the light company was hopeful. Since we didn’t have any cold A/C, I thought about leaving with an excuse. Unfortunately, Derek is one of my best friends.