I am the guy with the truck.

The truck is proof that Americans can and will accept socialism.

It's brocialism.

No matter where you come from , once you can say "I know a guy" you're an American.

The American lower-working class economy is predominantly favor and goodwill-based, yes. Pain in the ass sometimes but also more fun imo. Community is important to keep alive.

This was surprisingly funny and surprisingly positive for something to do with Americans.

Absolute poetry.

I miss work for trade...

You just took care of a guy and when the time came, he took care of you.

"Today you... Tomorrow me..."

Non-toxic Masculinity

If the guys that frequently move furniture describe you are "strong for your size", that is a powerful compliment.

It's so refreshing to see goodvibe things from the US :D

This is the way.

You engage in the economy of helping people to move stuff. One person has a dolly, another has a truck, they come, they move the thing, you pay in pizza and at least one IOU of "I'll be there for you next time".

When the time comes you are enlisted, you go, you help, you recieve pizza.

The cycle continues.

This is the way.

This is the only way.

I am "the guy" at my kids' schools. I love it. When they need a last minute volunteer for something, they know how to reach me.

Fyi, if you are moving one piece of furniture, sure get the truck guy and a couple buddies. If you are moving ALL your stuff, hire movers. (Unless you and your buddies are in their 20s)

I fucking love these.

My favorite is the Waffle House: https://wandering-nobunaga.com/stories/a-waffle-house-at-three-in

My friend is a ring leader for these types of guys. He knows like 15 guys with a truck and at least another 30 with arms. He’s able to get a lot of projects done around the neighborhood.

Yeah, I was Tony last week. But instead of pizza I was paid in beer. Good deal, would do again

I was always the guy with the truck. For a couple years I was the guy with the minivan with no back seats in lieu of a truck, but now I'm back to being the guy with the truck amongst my circles. I didn't know how much I liked being that guy until I wasn't.

Until now, trucks seemed to be linked to toxic masculinity. Turns out, the guys just want to be part of the community.

Having been the guy with the truck for a while, that is 100% how it works. However, the currency can also be a beer (or two).

IIRC, Japan_Nobunaga is a slop account.

This is the most American thing I have read in my life. I have lived for more than half a century, some of it in several different US states.

Seriously, if anyone asks what the US is like, show them this post. It’s perfect.

This is 0% shitpost and 100% wholesome.

Dude this gold :))

Laughed quite a bit. This guy should be a writer he has a great way with words and stories. Reminded me of a Japanese Chuck Palahnuick

Today would be my brother's birthday, he was my truck guy (and so much more).

Been aware of this unwritten rule for a number of years. The people who ask me for help do not. They insult the tradition by trying to give me money...stunch refusal gets me strange looks but invites to weekend bbqs.

This is anarchy in the usa

As a Japanese person, my first reaction was, "That sounds exhausting." I'm genuinely curious, though. Is this something most Americans enjoy, or is it one of those social expectations that not everyone is actually comfortable with?

I have a truck. I know at least two other people with trucks. Once the pizza is offered, and maybe some beers if it's a big job, we're there. It's the truck code.

I own a truck. I live in the states. In a state more urban than rural - so less trucks comparatively speaking.

BY FAR - the best part about owning a truck, is being asked to help someone move something big. This couldn’t be more true. Except sometimes the payment can be, or include a single cold beer. My name isn’t Kevin though.

I do this ALL THE TIME-and I love it.

Someone just invented the concept of community

Can confirm. Until I threw my back in my forties, I was Tony.

I threw my back helping someone move an exercise machine. For someone else.

A pizza is the price. Two toppings is typical, or the everything special.

For a while I was also the guy with the cordless drill you could borrow.