Coffee Table Declarations
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
The move itself was stressful, as all moves probably are. I managed to get most of my stuff packed but I still have a lot to deal with at the old place. It's amazing how you don't even realize how much you have until you try to move.
The movers showed up right on time but spoke with a thick, barely understandable accent. The guy in charge (an older guy, at least 50) was extremely touchy and it was pretty horrifying. I feel like maybe it was a cultural thing, or maybe he was being fatherly rather than molesterly, but it was annoying all the same. He kept putting his arm around me or grabbing my hand and standing too close to talk. I wanted to scream "For the love of god stop touching me!" but I couldn't exactly hire different movers at that point. I feel like I spent most of the day dodging his attempts at affection and that made the stress even worse. Additionally, he kept asking things like, "how old are you?" "are you married?" "do you like to go dancing?" And between the unexpected personal nature of his questions and the frustratingly difficult to understand accent, I didn't know what to do or how to react.
Thank goodness my mom met me at the new place. He immediately seemed a lot more respectful. Until they couldn't get my box spring up the stairs and tried to saw it with my roommate's new bread knife. (It never would've occured to me either - if you saw some of the wood inside a box spring, you can fold it in half and unfold it later. I'm living proof that it works.) I kept asking them to stop using the bread knife but no one was listening to me. Finally my mother went over and pried it out of a young mover's hand. He then asked my mom if she had a saw as though she carries one around in her back pocket. (Luckily she told them to forget about it and my dad brought his tools over the next day to finish the destruction).
All in all the movers worked quickly - the whole thing only took about 2 and a half hours. And the price was right. But I wouldn't hire them again. Do I contact the customer service person I set the move up with? She seemed nice and professional. But how do you tell someone that their movers are a little too... familiar?
The movers showed up right on time but spoke with a thick, barely understandable accent. The guy in charge (an older guy, at least 50) was extremely touchy and it was pretty horrifying. I feel like maybe it was a cultural thing, or maybe he was being fatherly rather than molesterly, but it was annoying all the same. He kept putting his arm around me or grabbing my hand and standing too close to talk. I wanted to scream "For the love of god stop touching me!" but I couldn't exactly hire different movers at that point. I feel like I spent most of the day dodging his attempts at affection and that made the stress even worse. Additionally, he kept asking things like, "how old are you?" "are you married?" "do you like to go dancing?" And between the unexpected personal nature of his questions and the frustratingly difficult to understand accent, I didn't know what to do or how to react.
Thank goodness my mom met me at the new place. He immediately seemed a lot more respectful. Until they couldn't get my box spring up the stairs and tried to saw it with my roommate's new bread knife. (It never would've occured to me either - if you saw some of the wood inside a box spring, you can fold it in half and unfold it later. I'm living proof that it works.) I kept asking them to stop using the bread knife but no one was listening to me. Finally my mother went over and pried it out of a young mover's hand. He then asked my mom if she had a saw as though she carries one around in her back pocket. (Luckily she told them to forget about it and my dad brought his tools over the next day to finish the destruction).
All in all the movers worked quickly - the whole thing only took about 2 and a half hours. And the price was right. But I wouldn't hire them again. Do I contact the customer service person I set the move up with? She seemed nice and professional. But how do you tell someone that their movers are a little too... familiar?
