When moving goes awry.
What happens when you find and book your movers on the internet, communicating only via email? He changes the date, as you’ve requested and lets you know that the option of a later time in the day exists. Then doesn’t book you at all, so that you have no mover on moving day.
Then, you pleasantly email him back his own wording about booking the moving day and not-as-pleasantly, but still politely mention that it would be a shame for you to have to report this to the BBB. And he will offer you a day earlier, with free trash takeaway.
But you don’t know if you can do a day earlier, since your new landlord never called you back last week to confirm when the soon-to-be old tenant was vacating your new closet apartment. So you call him on his day off and in that same pleasant, hell, even upbeat tone of voice, leave him a voicemail about how to need to contact the movers immediately and that you hadn’t heard from him. As he had promised you would.
And then, you sluff it off for an hour, slipping into what will be your last hot bubblebath in this avocado green tub (because you’re pretty sure the new tub is the same colour). And that’s when he calls, when you’re all relaxed and bubble-covered. And he says that a day earlier is totally fine, call him on Tuesday and he’ll drop off the keys.
What would that mean in your world, if all of that happened in a period of 12 hours?
You’d realize that you have three days to pack, clean a one-bedroom apartment, and dispose of a few larger items. And you’ll need to arrange childcare to get it done.
But your babysitter’s away until Sunday night.
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