Every bit of this.
I have moved more times than I can count in my life. And at least half of those have been moving other people.
(One of the very few drawbacks to working out and getting big & strong - you suddenly become #1 on everyone's speed dial when they have to move.)
I can't tell you how many of those times I regretted it because they weren't ready, the others they had helping them were slow, lazy fucks, virtually everyone involved was an incompetent oaf, or all of the above.
I once helped my family move my ex bro-in-law out of his 2nd floor apartment in college. Everyone else was so useless that it was quite literally easier for me to figure out how to manuever his recliner, mattress, box spring, etc (pretty much everything minus his couch & 50-gallon fish tank) out the door, down the hallway, down the stairwell, across the parking lot and into the U-Haul by my fucking self than it was to get help.