Yay, Stuff!
But a Bronx cheer to Movers. Yesterday, our apartment changed from rattling-around empty to so full that, as my Aunt Georgia would say, you have to step outside to change your mind. That was courtesy of United Van Lines, who came by at the ungodly hour of around 4:00pm to start unloading our stuff (they didn't get finished until after 11:00 -- I'm sure the neighbors loved that).
This is the second time that Meg and I have hired movers -- when we moved locally in Flagstaff, we did it ourselves. And I must say, having someone else move your stuff is an experience best avoided, if at all possible.
The problem is that your agenda and that of the movers are not closely correlated. In this case, first of all, they didn't show up on the date we were promised, arriving on Monday instead of last Friday.
That part is no big deal, but what's a more serious issue is that the movers don't care about how organized the move is, or where your stuff goes. As in our last move, we designated that some of the items (furniture and boxes -- mostly the latter) should come to our apartment, while others went into storage. And although most things ended up where they were supposed to go, some did not. The piano went to storage, as it was supposed to -- but the piano bench got delivered to the apartment. One of our bookcases, which has removable shelves, was supposed to come here, but it went into storage -- meanwhile, the shelves came here! And when we were dividing up things that were supposed to come up to the apartment and things that were destined to go out to the garage, naturally some items ended up in the wrong place (not trivial when the apartment is on the third floor!).
I was not amused that they broke the fairing on my BMW -- granted, it's a cheap JC Whitney $45 accessory, but nonetheless, they broke it, which they're not supposed to do. They also roughed up a few small pieces of furniture (not too seriously, except in the case of a cheesy little wheeled cart that came apart altogether) and generally didn't take as good care of our things as they should have. Movers, of course, are notorious for breaking things, and I know people who've had much more serious problems -- but nonetheless, we were not particularly happy with the job they did. I don't know if we're going to bother trying to make a damage claim -- probably not, because (a) we didn't have a very thorough inventory of our stuff, and (b) I signed off on the paperwork -- at 11:00 at night, when the movers wanted to get the heck out of here and we wanted the same thing! (What do they think you're going to do -- inspect each item as it comes off the truck? If we'd done that, they'd still be here!)
In any event, onward and upward. The stuff is here, we're going to get it sorted out, and another big item is checked off the to-do list.
Urb's Blog
This is the second time that Meg and I have hired movers -- when we moved locally in Flagstaff, we did it ourselves. And I must say, having someone else move your stuff is an experience best avoided, if at all possible.
The problem is that your agenda and that of the movers are not closely correlated. In this case, first of all, they didn't show up on the date we were promised, arriving on Monday instead of last Friday.
That part is no big deal, but what's a more serious issue is that the movers don't care about how organized the move is, or where your stuff goes. As in our last move, we designated that some of the items (furniture and boxes -- mostly the latter) should come to our apartment, while others went into storage. And although most things ended up where they were supposed to go, some did not. The piano went to storage, as it was supposed to -- but the piano bench got delivered to the apartment. One of our bookcases, which has removable shelves, was supposed to come here, but it went into storage -- meanwhile, the shelves came here! And when we were dividing up things that were supposed to come up to the apartment and things that were destined to go out to the garage, naturally some items ended up in the wrong place (not trivial when the apartment is on the third floor!).
I was not amused that they broke the fairing on my BMW -- granted, it's a cheap JC Whitney $45 accessory, but nonetheless, they broke it, which they're not supposed to do. They also roughed up a few small pieces of furniture (not too seriously, except in the case of a cheesy little wheeled cart that came apart altogether) and generally didn't take as good care of our things as they should have. Movers, of course, are notorious for breaking things, and I know people who've had much more serious problems -- but nonetheless, we were not particularly happy with the job they did. I don't know if we're going to bother trying to make a damage claim -- probably not, because (a) we didn't have a very thorough inventory of our stuff, and (b) I signed off on the paperwork -- at 11:00 at night, when the movers wanted to get the heck out of here and we wanted the same thing! (What do they think you're going to do -- inspect each item as it comes off the truck? If we'd done that, they'd still be here!)
In any event, onward and upward. The stuff is here, we're going to get it sorted out, and another big item is checked off the to-do list.
Urb's Blog
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