Man im not even mad it tbh. But she gonna have mofos wanting to kill her if they find out.
They know. If they're there, she'll ask them if they want to keep anything. Most of the time, they're so pissed off with the landlord and moving crew, they are like "Take the shyt!" If they want to keep their stuff, she'll volunteer her truck and trailer, for a fee, to move their stuff to their next abode.
Her: *ring* *ring*
Me: Hello
Her: Hey. The people are here. What should I do?
Me: Ask them if they want you to haul their stuff to the city dump. Whatever you think is good, keep it to sell. If they say no to that, ask them can you have XYZ item(s). If they don't want to give up anything, ask them do they need to get their stuff hauled to a family member's/friend's house, for a fee.
Her: I never would have thought of those.
Me: Get to it.
*an hour and a half later*
Her: I took most of their stuff in two trips across town. Was $150 enough? They also let me have the treadmill. It has an error message on it when they plugged it up. I think it's E-03.
Me: How much gas did you burn?
Her: Barely a quarter of a tank.
Me: I'll take a look at it (treadmill). If I fix it, we'll split the profit. Okay?
Her: Sure.
*next day*
Me: I fixed it.
Her: What was wrong?
Me: I spliced the internal wires inside one of those big black wires underneath. Somebody must have severed them when they stored it upright.
We sold that treadmill for $250.