When I was a teenager, I delivered furniture with my dad, who was a furniture refinisher. He used to pride himself on being able to deliver furniture without e

When I was a teenager, I delivered furniture with my dad, who was a furniture refinisher. He used to pride himself on being able to deliver furniture without ever saying a word between himself and his delivery partner, and trained me to do the same. The reason, he said, was that it shows a level of professionalism to be able to competently make the delivery, navigate the halls without scratching anything, set everything up, and never talk at all. Certainly it made the job more fun to do.