GOING BANANAS IN B SCHOOL


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Leaving on a Midnight Train to Georgia

The thought of driving coast to coast is not a pretty one. So yesterday I decided to price out how much it would cost to have my car transported. In one fell swoop I don't want to put so many miles on my car, and risk flat tires and other mishaps (I've gotten more flat tires than I care to remember).

I gave two websites my info for quotes. Remember, this was yesterday. As of 4 minutes ago, I've gotten 29 emails from various companies offering to move my car. 29!!! And that's not even including the phone calls I've received. Am I everybody's last hope? Why the fuck won't they leave me alone? Even car salesmen aren't nearly this bad! But I can tell you one company which will definitely not be getting my business: the one that addressed me as MR. In conclusion, moving companies are fast moving up my 'shit list' ladder. They way they're going, they're going to out-pace the ABA in terms of the number of unwanted emails. Now that's saying something.

Now I'm scared shitless. I haven't started packing, although I've entertained the notion on more than one occasion. I still have to sell my bed and table, and donate clothes that I bought when I had an apparent lapse in eyesight. I have two months before I move. In between now and then I will:

-spend a weekend in North Carolina
-spend a weekend in Vegas
-spend a weekend in Texas
-spend half a week in DC

Of course I have to fit in packing in between all these cross country jaunts. You say it can't be done? I second that...

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