It all started when we purchased a sofa and loveseat from this guy who lives a couple of blocks away from us. They're in great shape, match our apartment, and are going for cheap because the owner is moving back to Australia. He's even volunteered to help us move them. Ok, great. We live on the third storey of our building, up a flight of outdoor stairs to the front door, and then up this flight of stairs to the apartment proper:
But there's three of us plus the guy plus our 3 friends from across the street, that's 7 strong young people, we'd be fine. Right.
...Right?
(to be continued)
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The loveseat went up them fine. The couch could not physically fit through the 90 degree bend at the top of the stairs. We tried. However, the couch is now sitting in my living room anyway. Ladies and gentlemen, we are superheroes.
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After realizing that it would never in a million years fit up those stairs, we briefly contemplated the back entrance... but the outside fire escape stairs to that door are three storeys of tight spiral. Completely impossible. That was when we had our brain wave. This is the outside of the front of the building:
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Well, we went across the road and enlisted the help of our landlord and his two lengths of very thick rope. Then we carried the couch up to the second floor balcony, as seen above, just outside our front door. The Australian dude was ex-reserves, and whipped up some army knots:
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We lifted the couch up and balanced it on the edge of the railing seen above^ while noemie went upstairs to the third floor balcony directly above and held down the fort:
"Indiana Nomes":
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Axtech wrote:...and you stood by helpfully taking pictures?
Ha Noemie wasn't actually doing anything, she staged those photos to look studly. I actually did more heavy lifting than most of the participants.. I just kept my camera on hand and took a picture every time there was a pause in the action to rethink what we were going to do next.
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So Noemie and I kept pressure on the ropes from the third floor balcony, to keep the couch balanced on the railing below and stop it from plummeting to the ground and crushing the first floor inhabitants (who we actually went and warned to go inside, but they're asshats). Meanwhile the other 6 people (our third roommate, the three neighbours, the australian, and the landlord) ran upstairs and relieved us of the ropes:
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By the way, the couch came very very close to tipping off the railing below while I was holding the rope, which resulted in my getting pulled halfway over the railing and nearly getting flipped into three storeys worth of thin air.
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i'm doing it in pieces cause i'm trying to do a million other things at once. i don't have time to sit here and make one big ass fucking post for an hour
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