Sharing a building: Part 2

Shirtless, in short shorts and my Reebok pump-up sneakers, I strode around the building quickly to unload some garbage. Either fortunately or unfortunately, I ran into some older or otherwise out-of-shape neighbors moving a large buffet up one story. They had a very daft plan to lift the heavy wooden piece straight up, nearly six feet, to the front landing. I agreed share my ability to move large furniture, for otherwise there might have been injury, certain death, and a loud noise. Once moved, the furniture's owner showed me her new and old apartments, and I learned about what the kids like to do in BFE Ohio. I like being friendly with the neighbors, but I will continue to ask, "how much is too much?"