Most people don't want to help anymore either. 30 degrees (-1c) outside and I saw a guy stuck in the parking lot near Walmart, week before Christmas. I pull over and he asks if I could jump his battery to get him going. I had a battery jump in the back so I didn't even have to raise my hood, took ~1 minute of my time. He was a young man who told me he had been stuck there for 2 hours. There are hundreds of fn cars coming and going from Walmart and such. Not a single fuck was given because everyone is afraid of everyone. They think it could be a trap before thinking he is trapped.
The number of times I have been in that situation is to damn high. Even if I do have a friend around it will usually be someone who can't pick up the other side of the coach somehow. So then you throw the whole damn thing on your back and carry it up/down the apartment stairs and wonder why it was so much harder than it was a few years earlier. "I need to be able to afford movers next time" you think... As you move someplace with unaffordable rent and your best friend debt riding in back seat.
I do stuff like this and make shit way harder on myself than it has to be on purpose, even when I have options. But it's some weird self-improvment thing where I want to make sure I can reliably do things on my own for the times I need to.
You're helping by being a spotter in case I actually do need help. I can carry one measly fridge/freezer combo up the stairs by myself, trust.