We have received yet another demand from the movers, namely that I suddenly appear in Georgia to sign on the dotted line when they pick up our stuff, and then return to California to sign the other dotted line when they arrive. Since I have not yet mastered bilocation, I'll just have to call them once again and beg for some reconsideration on their part.
I really hate doing things from a distance.
Follow-up: Efforts to raise them on the phone were unsuccessful at the house because there are clouds and therefore not even the slightest cell signal. Driving away to the commissary parking lot in my pajamas produced no better results, because Cliff would not answer his extension and nobody else was interested in hearing about my problems or answering my questions.
This move is supposed to be happening in two days, and could still be a huge bust with a nonrefundable deposit. I'm starting to consider the possibility of living in unfurnished homes for the duration of our military misadventure. It seems easier somehow.
Raaaah!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a bunch of unhelpful... dweebs. Maybe you can deputize one of your in-laws to sign off in Georgia? Grr.
I'm so sorry you're having such a hard time. It's so irritating that no one ever want so try to work with people any more. Everyone seems to have such a "that's not my problem" kind of attitude. :-P Hopefully everything works out okay. It will be really nice to have all your stuff.
ReplyDeleteWe're loading up the truck now . . . in really heavy downpour(rain, rain - go away). If that's not love I don't know what is! :)
ReplyDeleteI think this is a "if you can do this, you can do anything," kind of year.
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