As a computer technician, I've done PC repairs for beer plenty of times.

In a roundabout way, don't we all work for beer everyday? As a volunteer for the myriad of festivals in and around B'more over the years, the reciprocation has been countless pints of liquid love. I forget how we count, pour 3, drink 1 or was that pour 1 drink 3:))

Isn't beer the defacto compensation when helping friends move?

Although slightly unintentional, I had a customer of a former employer bring me a whole case of Sam Adams Boston Lager after I went above & beyond to get a printing job done for her. Best bonus EVER!

Absolutely! My brother likes to brew using my basement and equipment and I recently purchased a 13 gallon converted Sanke brewpot and an equally sized carboy so I tell him that I'll do his set-up, mash and clean-up in exchange for 3 gallons off the top of whatever he brews. That way I get beer when I can't afford a recipe and I also get to try recipes that I otherwise probably wouldn't have spent the $$$ to make myself. My brother likes to experiment with recipes (particularly fruit beer recipes) and I usually don't. But in his defense, they usually turn out pretty good, sometimes despite my expectations.

I used to work at a liquor store. I had a couple of weeks where I owed my boss money for working there. But the best part was every night when we closed, he always asked us if we wanted to take something home with us. I tried many different beers that I may not have gone for with my own money.

Isn't that what my daytime job is for anyway? Besides moving, it was a good motivator when being a waiter and bartender.

Did everyone see that Clipper City won GOLD at the GABF:

http://www.beertown.org/events/gabf/medals/medalists.aspx

I let an acquaintance borrow my dirt bike back in the late Sixties. It was really dirty when I checked it out the night before he rode it. When I came home he had washed it and left two cases of Natty Boh on the seat. Needless to say, I told him he was welcome to use it whenever he wanted to.

When I was in grad school at UB, my first "paid" graphic design job was a case of beer in exchange for some designs for pre-paid credit cards my friend's company was proposing to a client.

I'm now nearly 40 and, 14 years after that job, I recently made some helmet decals for my neighbor's youth lacrosse league. The compensation? A case of beer from the league commissioner. I've obviously come a long way in my profession.