Take, Take, Take and Never Give.
On any given day, some one (mother-in-law, father-in-law, aunts, uncles, Grandparents) will call my husband and tell him to come fix something for them or come move something for them. He will run right over there and do it. But, on the few occasions that we have needed help, moving or repairing something, and call for help. "Sorry, we're to busy right now." or some other stupid excuse. It so gets on my nerves. My husband though, is the one getting fed up with the bull. The last time that some one called wanting his help, he told them that he didn't have the gas to get there. I hate to admit it, but I am proud of him. He has so much to do already without having to do everyone else's stuff. You don't see them running to help him.