I hate moving so fucking much
I opted to go with a moving company since I’m moving alone and would have to make two trips (moving truck then personal vehicle) across multiple states.
They gave me a 4 day window when they could pick up my items (31 May - 3 June, and the guy I talked to said he would do his best to get a Friday pick up). I was told Friday, 31 May between 9 and noon. On Thursday (30 May) afternoon, I got a text (not a call) saying that they were still on track for pickup by 3 June. So I called to figure out what the fuck is going on. The driver got Covid. I can understand the last minute update if they’d just found out, but the professional thing to do is CALL the person getting fucked over.
I was then told the pick up would be Sunday (today) between 9 and noon. At 12:02 I called to see if something had changed. And I hear a woman in the background talking about how it’s only 12:02. Yeah, I’m gonna call as soon as your shitty workers miss the window I was given after you cancelled the afternoon before the first day. I get a call back after they figured out where the truck is. The new estimate for truck arrival was 3:30, because they got stuck in LA traffic (bro, you know LA traffic is a thing, leave earlier especially when it’s a 4.5 hour drive to get to me)
At around 3:30, the truck got here. They left their location at 9:30am, so there was zero chance of making it to me within the window I was given even if they didn’t hit LA traffic…
I planned on starting my drive tomorrow morning. But I can’t leave until I clean the house and given how late it’s going to be when the movers leave, idk if that plan is gonna happen