You know what really grinds my gears? It's internet advertising.
Do you remember that famous line from 2001: A Space Odyssey when astronaut Dave said, "My God! It's full of stars!"
Well, on the animated show Futurama, the characters actually entered the internet (holographically) and the first thing they saw was a bunch of ads and Frye said, "My God! It's full of ads!"
That's pretty much the truth.
As you all know, I'm moving soon. The loan process is almost complete. It's now just a matter of waiting for everything to go through the red tape. I suppose there's still a chance something could go wrong, but every day that goes by the chances of something going wrong get less.
Anyway, it's now time to start arranging the actual move itself. My first thought was the do-it-yourself route. That means renting a U Haul. Forget that. They want $2000 for a cross country trip. Then there's $500 for a trailer to haul my pick up, plus another $500 for gas. No mileage. Just a flat rate. About $3000 in all, and I do all the work. Get bent U Haul.
I found a moving company that will do all the work for 1500 and some odd dollars. I drive my truck back and pay $300 for gas. $1800 in all. They do all the work. Sounds like a plan. But there was a price to pay and it wasn't money.
While researching truck rentals I saw this internet ad that read "WHY DO THE WORK YOURSELF? LET US DO IT FOR YOU. HIRE PROFESSIONAL MOVERS. RATES BEGINNING AT $299." Then it gave a link.
Okay, I clicked on it. Then a form came up. I filled it out, name, address, email, phone number and my moving date. Then it said someone would contact me within 24 hours.
Man, they weren't kidding. I was contacted. And contacted. And contacted. And contacted. I received dozens of emails and text messages from different movers and brokers. And the phone wouldn't stop ringing! The calls just kept on coming and coming and coming! One idiot actually called me at 8:10 on a Saturday morning. I don't know about you, but I think that's too early on a Saturday. On weekdays, that's different, but on Saturdays, many people sleep late and I'm one of them. I was pretty pissed and I basically told the guy to get bent. He had the nerve to call me right back and chew me out for being rude to him!
I said, "Well I'm sorry! But I'm not the one who called someone at 8:10 on a Saturday morning and woke him up! I mean it's Saturday! What made you think I'd be up that early?"
Then I hung up on him again. He didn't call back. Maybe I was out of line being so rude, but he knew he was wrong calling that early on a Saturday.
The good news was that's how I found the company that I'm using to move my stuff. The bad news is I don't know how to make it stop. SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE MAKE IT STOP! THE PHONE CALLS! I CAN'T TAKE IT MUCH LONGER! THEY WON'T STOP! GOD HELP ME THEY WON'T STOP!
It seems to have lessened a bit in the last few days, and I suppose it will stop when moving day arrives, but that's not until two weeks from today! WHAT IN GOD'S NAME DO I DO UNTIL THEN! I'LL GO CRAZY IF THIS KEEPS UP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!
That's what really grinds my gears this week.