Moving House

It's never a fun experience, I'm sure you all know what I mean when I say that.

You spend all the time putting your possessions into boxes that smell like bananas and nappies and then take them to your new house and unload them, unleashing the Banana/nappy combo AGAIN into your new house's airspace and making a bad scent for all involved.

And then you have to hire a moving truck and dumb (I mean, really dumb) muscle to move your shit at 1km/h and then there's a 70% chance they will drop your prized possessions or stack them under something really heavy. This has happened several time and it's inevitably going to happen again.

Once in the new house, you need to unpack everything, put it in the right place (which is an ongoing process taking months) and then sigh a contented sigh that you won't have to do that shitting process for another.... Oh fuck, you just got kicked out because your finance company HATES YOU.

All the effort put into moving should be put into making a teleporter so you can ISTANTANEOUSLY move your crap where you want it without the need for all these freaking boxes!

But then you'll have to pack up your teleporter into boxes that smell like bananas and nappies and then take them to your new house and unload them, unleashing the Banana/nappy combo...