Feathering The Nest

One reason the apartment seemed "bigger than I expected" was because there wasn't any furniture in it. And although the boyfriend insisted that he could carry a box containing the pieces of a table and four chairs ON HIS BACK to our apartment, a box that the man in the store needed a dolly to wheel out to the curb, serendipity provided us with a cab. The cabdriver was more than helpful, helping to carry the box to our doorstep, where he then suggested we cut it open and carry the pieces up separately "to avoid hernias." Sage advice, and before we could argue, he whipped out a knife, explaining, "I always have a knife because I'm Puerto Rican." Gotta love helpful people, even when they are stereotypes.