When we finally moved all of our belongings from Georgia to Minnesota we had so much stuff, that it completely filled an 18-wheeler. Although the movers were hardworking, friendly fellows, the inevitable still happened; they broke a couple of things, namely two of the legs on my sofa. I didn’t let it bother me, I simply called for the furniture repair company to come over and fix it. (Our contents were insured, so it was no problem.) A very chatty gentleman was sent out and in between his masterful repair skills, he asked me where I was from and what brought me to the Twin Cities.