July 11, 2002 -
- I'm sure most of you have experienced the thing called 'moving' in
some stages of your lives. Some more, some less. This story is about how
bad can moving get, may be some of you can find some precaution and
learn from others mistakes, when you'll have to move.
- Part I - preparing for the
Move. Lets say you have lived in a rental apartment for
a whole year. Everything's been nice. Not a single lightbulb broke,
doorhandles are in place, all kitchen utensils run like they are new.
But then comes this little shadow. Three days before the move the
kitchen TV will fall off it's stand above fridge, and crash it's
motherboard. You take a screwdriver to check inside, if something can be
saved. Tumbling across the kitchen you loose your grip around the
screwdriver, and drop it behind the oven. Now this is the time and place
that one should realize something is going wrong. Like- remembering
those Murphy's laws that you have read and laughed at,for thousands of
times. But you just brush it off. Then you think it's a good thing to
pull from the oven's door, to get it off the wall to reach your
screwdriver. Giving it a good yank, you come butt down onto the kitchen
floor, and voila! you also drag the oven's door off. Now your brain
realizes that the situation isn't looking good. You swear for some time
and pull out half of your hair in despair. Finally figuring that it's
not the end of the world yet, you calm down. Then your spouse comes from
the bathroom and tells you that one of the sink's water-tubes is acting
freaky. You start pulling out more hair.
- Part II- Waiting for the
Move. After having all the previous incidents fixed and
patched up, you worry if the apartments plants are in good shape, and if
landlady will notice that one of them has half of the leaves missing (It
was too dry and too much in sunlight, honest!). You start packing up
things, cleaning up, scrubbing the floors... and come down with a
hilarious asthma for dust. Sneezing and coughing, you rub your
red-rimmed eyes and continue your work; afterall- moving has to be done.
You get a ton of cardboard boxes, and fill them with your things. With
looking at your old photographs you waste a few hours for the memories,
then wake from the days of the past and continue. After all boxes are
full, you tape them shut. While taking the cardboard boxes off to
another room, you notice you forgot to write labels on the boxes and
that now you have no idea what is in which box. Ah well, too
- Part III- The Move
You call the landlord and agree to give away the keys, and the
apartment. She comes in and immediately starts yelling- the apartment is
still full of your boxes and she doesn't understand that the moving car
comes in four hours. Nor of the fact that there's been a small
misunderstanding with it, and those four hours really ain't that bad.
You swallow the insults and ask her to return a little later, hoping
you're away and gone by the time she gets back. Even write a goodbye
letter that you intend to leave at the hall's table including the keys.
The moving truck arrives and you sweat like a pig while you carry all
you own, into the truck. Having nothing much else than a baby's crib and
a few 'puters, you wonder where the hell did you get all this trash. In
the meantime, landlord returns and starts observing what you do,
sneaking around the rooms and checking for the dustballs under the rugs.
As you carry out your TV, she pulls you to the halt and asks:" Were the
hell are you going with MY tv?". Slowly pointing her to the livingroom's
tv-stand, you sneak off, hoping to never return. When all is clean and
your stuff in the truck, you sigh with a relief and drive away. Include
bitching and swearing about all the incidents in the car, for the whole
ride to the new place.
- Part IV - The
Afterplay As you are already nicely set in your new
place, you think it all came to a good end, after all. Only thing that
draws you back to your old place, is the alarm system that the company
wants to get out, to install it to your new home. Calling to confirm the
date and time, your landlord suddenly says that you broke 2 of her
door's locks. After having not used them at all, you find it kind of
hard to believe, and struggle back. The conversation comes down to
threatening to not let the security company in. Knowing it's total
blackmail, you agree to meet the lady next day, to talk about it. Will
this leave you trapped there, or the alarm system trapped.. is yet to
see. Over and out.
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