Since I am the lowly assistant here at the office, I am the guy who has to run all of the dumbass errands. Its not actually that bad because i get to spend time outside and since it is warming up its nice to be out a little instead of indoors all day answering phones, talking to morons, reading scripts blah blah blah. But today i had to go pick up a new car battery for my boss who is coming into town this week. His fucking car sits in the garage here and if it does not regularly run, the battery dies and i have to go get a new one. Sooo, i go pick it up but i forget to pull into his parking garage and end up in the large structure here at Universal and i have this big ass car battery (its larger than a normal car, at least any car ive owned, because his car needs more juice. its like one and a half feet long) sitting in my trunk and i need to get back to the office. So i lift the battery to see if i can handle the weight. Luckily i have super strength, since i am from a distant planet and adopted by farmers in the country, and i can handle it, but not for very long. I realize this as iam half way to my building and my arms are cramping and the battery is slipping and iam kind of waddling along, people staring at this crazy kid carrying a fucking car battery. Eventually i make it and dump it in the hallway leaving my forearms tight as hell and i cant bend my fingers. And i used to be such a smart kid, where did that guy go? Where?
commonman:
Dude, batteries are heavy. Even I know that. Two words: hand cart.