The movers came and picked up my stuff last Thursday. While this is certainly good news, several things went wrong. 1) They were supposed to give 24 hours notice. They gave five hours notice. It worked out, though, so no biggie, it's just odd that three separate representatives of the moving companies informed me that the move would take place on either Friday or Saturday and that the actual guys with the truck would call * at least* 24 hours in advance to schedule a pickup time. This didn't happen, and thus was a little worrisome. 2) The movers showed up with the wrong inventory list! The list they had somehow managed to get didn't match a single list I had ever submitted to the company (we went through four or five iterations before reaching an agreement). Their odd list didn't have several VERY important items on it, such as the bed, television (okay not SUPER important), computer desk, thea's dresser, and thea's bicycle. Unfortunately, I don't know what the result will end up being, but suffice it to say I am not pleased. I have called all three company representatives who I have had dealings with (from 2 separate moving companies, apparently one contracts to the other) and they are supposedly working it out...
Randall is nearing the end of a big project at work and, as such, has been burning the midnight oil. Yesterday this was no problem, as I work from home on Tuesdays. Today it was handled smoothly by Randall giving me the keys to the truck and letting me drive myself home. Disastrously, I was hit by a car on the way home!!!! Luckily, no one was hurt. Also, neither car suffered much damage. The car of the old lady, Geraldine, suffered but the tiniest of scratches. Randall's truck, on the other hand, suffered more at the hands of Ms. Merge-into-me. It received a black mark and a dent in the passengers side front-panel, stretching from headlight to door-seam. It's not as bad as it sounds, I think, but we'll wait 'til Randall sees it to make final judgement on that...
So, like I said, 'tis been a bad run lately ;_;
posted by _paul @ 7:31:00 PM
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Well, happy Day of the Dead, all the same.
--John
Man oh man!
You're supposed to TELL me things like, "I talked to the movers and they're working it out" silly bean.
Hey, my Mum says there's some sort of new Firefox that then internet keeps telling her is totally groovy. SHould she get it?
I should disclaimer about that forefox thing, it's never told me about any of that yet, so I'm not sure what she's talking about
How strange that the car was named Geraldine. In college my friend Laurie played the French Horn and she called it Cheryl. It was kind of weird :)
miss ya, ANdi
Thea, I would be very concerned that Paul refers to you with a lower-case t, whereas he refers to all the other people with capital letters. Perhaps he things little of you.
Or perhaps it is because you are so short. :-P
-shane
@John:
Thanks! Happy belated Day of the Dead to you as well. How's that gas tab runnin'?
@thea: re: post1
WHO are you!?
@thea: re: post2
Yeah, firefox 2 came out a couple of weeks ago. So did Internet Explorer 7. They both have some nice features...
@Andi:
Um, ... yeah. heh heh ;)
@SHANE:
If I give you all caps does it mean I think 'big' of you? lol She IS short...
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