Funny Stuff
Here are some funny stories about moving pulled from the Archives of Misfortunate removal companies.
I stress these were other removal companies that has nothing to do with Complete Removals.
I once heard a storey about a new employee of a company. He was a small skinny lad. This young lad was new and just trying to impress his peers and probably did make a good impression; during the loading process.
When they pulled up at the delivery the new lad jumped out of the truck quick smart and shot around the side and let himself I the side door of the truck pan (the part of the truck that the furniture goes in). The 2 other removalists looked at each other dumb founded as to what he was up to. Trusting that the young lad knew what he was doing they went to the back of the truck and opened up the back doors.
No soon had they opened the back door had they realised that the young lad already had the clients fridge unpadded, untied, on the hand trolley and coming straight at them at a decent speed. In all of the haste and excitement of the moment, and in the thrill of impressing his peers the young lad forgot that the truck had a ramp that was still to be set up, he raced out of the back of the truck with the fridge on the trolley in front of him. When the fridge dropped off the back of the truck it catapulted the young lad like a cannon ball 5 meters out of the truck and left him feeling very sore, very embarrassed and without a job the next day
A company received a request if her pets could ride in the truck. When told that this could not be done because it would be harmful to the pets, she asked, "But what if I put them in cages?"
Heres one excellent reason not to try and move yourself
We were moving the very last load of my stuff, in my dad's truck. We couldn't get it all to quite fit with the tailgate up so we bungeed it as best we could. I was behind him in my car, and we had to go across a bridge to get to my new apartment.
Just as we were getting over the bridge, half the load spilled out of the back of the truck. So we had to pull over, and walk halfway up the bridge and clear the debris and take it back to the truck. And of course, there was a traffic jam because of it.
So we're on the bridge, picking up old greeting cards and pictures, and the metal shelf and filing cabinet that had fallen out. People are honking and yelling out their windows and glaring at us... and then the police showed up. Apparently there were some accidents cause by people hitting their brakes. Nobody hit the actual debris, but my dad got a $200 ticket for losing the load. Which he says was his fault, because he it the one that packed it. Funnily enough, after we got everything picked up and re-loaded it back, we were able to configure it so that the tailgate would close. Go figure.
My dad says he is never helping me move again
Jacob - The child that just wouldn't listen
One of the harder parts of our job is when we are moving a client's furniture around their Kids. Most kids a very cute about it and very innocent to the fact that they nearly got trampled on by 100kg removalist carrying a fridge of equal weight, then there are those kids, normally boys around the age of 8 years old that do their best to get in your way just because their parents told them to get out of it.
One day there was a prime example of this, it was a winters day, very rainy and windy and an overall hard job to content with. The clients had a son named Jacob, he caused mishap after mishap all day. He would be either unpacking boxes at the pickup address to get out his toys, kicking balls at us whilst we were trying to lift furniture or strangling his cat to fill the rest of his time. His father was at work and his mother was at her wits end trying to stop him from causing extra work for everyone.
When we got to the delivery address we had a serious Mud problem where we were parking but settled on a spot right next to a big puddle. One of the first items to come off the truck was Jacobs bike, this was climax for Jacob as he had his bike, no mum watching him, no helmet and a beautiful truck ramp to race down. When I saw what he was about to do I told him not to even think about it, part of me believed he listened but in hindsight I think he heard was “wait until I am out of sight and then ride your heart out”
I carried a piece of furniture into the house and told his mother about his plans. I followed his mother outside so she could confirm to him to forget about riding the bike down the ramp but as we approached the truck Evil Kenival was poised ready for action. His mother yelled out Jacob, don't you... but he deployed. He got a third of the way down the ramp and lost balance. His front wheel slipped of the side of the ramp and tossed Jacob face first into the muddy puddle below. Jacob looked up at us in fear tangled up in his bike with mud in his eyes and mouth Jacob, he appeared not to be hurt.
His mother actually giggled and I was doing my best not to break out into hysterics.
For the rest of the day Jacob was pretty quiet.
