That’s right, still no furniture. My movers promised me that they would be making a delivery today at 3:30 p.m. I got off of work early. I waited. And waited. And waited. No one came. No one called. After an hour and a half of panic I finally heard from the driver who said he had problems with the truck this morning and was running behind in Brooklyn. He said he would be three to four hours late. Then the dispatcher called and said he isn’t coming tonight after all but promised he will be here first thing in the morning. Hang on while I hold my breath.
This is the worst experience I have ever had with any type of business. I am completely at the mercy of people who could care less that I am a single woman stranded and alone with no possessions in New York City. I am passed the point of being mad or outraged. I mostly feel hurt and dismayed that people will just strand other people like this. So I will take it up the you-know-what on this one for yet another night. I ate a box of cookies and am drinking wine straight from the bottle like an alcoholic because I have no wine glasses. Or any glasses for that matter. Or cups or plates or pots or pans or silverware…
January 30, 2008 at 5:55 pm
at least the wine is in a bottle and not a box.
January 30, 2008 at 6:57 pm
Natali,
I am really sorry to hear that you are being mistreated by this company. You may want to consider reporting them to the Better Business Bureau. I would even go as far as say that you have right to check into a hotel paid for by the moving company. However, I would push for something in writing from the company if you tried to do that.
I hope you get your possessions back. In many ways, you have been robbed of everything you own. I hope this stick up ends soon!
January 30, 2008 at 7:03 pm
Is there a store near your apartment where you can buy paper plates, cups and cutlery?
January 30, 2008 at 7:15 pm
I’ts a shame you have to deal with liberal companies.you should save some on the wine,for a shower later.
Robert
January 30, 2008 at 7:18 pm
Anjuan is right, you are effectively being held hostage in your own home. In any other home, it would be an arrestable offence.
Natali, if you can afford to risk the money, then I think you should use a hotel at least some of the time, you would likely get the money back because it is within reason to expect a promise of life-affecting delivery to be fulfilled on time. Just keep all receipts and only purchase essentials from the hotel.
I hope it gets sorted soon.
January 30, 2008 at 7:30 pm
Hang in there girl, I know its tough, hopefully Thursday will finally be the day, make sure you post a new picture for us when you have stuff in place. Get some rest, watch crazy youtube clips on your Iphone, call mommy and daddy and tell them how much you love them.
- See ya
January 30, 2008 at 8:31 pm
Mama, sorry to hear about your continued moving troubles. I just hope this isn’t spoiling your impressions of living here in the greatest city in the world. After you get your stuff, I say treat yourself to a massage at the Red Door Salon in Manhattan.
January 30, 2008 at 8:47 pm
Sorry to hear about all your troubles.
And it’s not because you are a woman, or on the opposite side of the country from your stuff.
ALL moving companies are like that.
Once it took 2+ weeks to get my stuff shipped to me–and that was only a 400mile move.
Take it easy: and don’t let this episode color your experience in the new, big, wonderful city.
January 30, 2008 at 9:19 pm
my in-laws had a similar experience when moving from Richmond Virginia to Columbus. they were stuck too because they were paying for two residences at the time of their move, and couldn’t afford to take the legal action that they really were entitled to at the time.
January 30, 2008 at 9:48 pm
Sorry for the lack of material goods. I remember my first night in my first condo. I wanted to sleep there the very day I closed on it. It was just me, a sleeping bag, and my Glock 9mm. Ha!
Oh, your place looks great. Nice floors and clean walls. Hope you’re enjoying New York!
January 31, 2008 at 1:18 am
wow they are fake!!! i cant wait till mom gets at them.. she will seriously rip them a new hole!! its gona be great.. poor you.. i dont believe that you ate a WHOLE box of cookies.. maybe half… what kind of cookies??
January 31, 2008 at 1:20 am
Natali,
Being that we’re both from the bay area, Im sure you know that when we were in high school you had classmates that setup their own hassel-free moving just to make some extra money. Sure its not entirely professional, but results were instant. Probably alot better than the company you hired.
I know its a risky stretch, but if you decide to move again, take that suggestion and ask high school kids that have that sort of business.
Hold your breath that your belongings are intact and nothing is missing. Shady on delivery time can also mean shady workers.
January 31, 2008 at 5:46 am
Do you have a friend you could stay with for a couple days? I know hotels are $$ in NY, but you can keep the receipts and bill the movers for your stay.
January 31, 2008 at 7:43 am
Sounds pretty harsh.
I hope they do come through for you today.
January 31, 2008 at 8:28 am
Moving companies have never been highly regarded on my list of professions but with this story they may fall right below lawyers!
January 31, 2008 at 12:31 pm
This is why I hate moving. Not only packing, but if you count on someone else to move your stuff you’re at their mercy!
I hate to do this, and I hope everything works out in the end, but something just doesn’t seem right. I think you should call your lawyer. My gut tells me you might never get your stuff. My heart hopes you’ll get all your stuff in one piece and are troubled no more with this insane problem.
Good luck!
January 31, 2008 at 3:04 pm
It’s unbelievable people can care so little about leaving someone stranded like this. I say – **** ‘em… up the errrr.. you know what
No wait. That’s way more than they deserve.
Anyway, really hope you get all your stuff delivered soon now.
Doesn’t sound all bad though – cookies and wine. Mmmmmmmm….
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