Dare I say hawaiian movers were better than californian movers??

I know when we lived in Hawaii, I was always complaining about hawaiians not helping people, how they're generally lazy and slow.  But I think our movers here in CA trump that.

For instance, per the moving company's specifications, our motorcycles have to have the oil drained, the gas siphoned, and the battery removed.  The guy who is picking up our stuff called me to ask what kind of bikes they were (even after our "pre-move inspection"... and I use quotes because what was the point if he didn't take any notes about our stuff??), and wanted Hubby to drive them to the moving truck.  They are not driveable, obviously, and I'm pretty sure they'll ask him to coast them down the neighborhood, which is illegal.

The packers also somehow packed up the power cord for my laptop.  And something in one of our boxes is beeping randomly.  Every once in awhile, it sounds like a bomb is about to go off, and this is in the box labeled "Living Room" (specific, huh?).

My flutes were listed on the high value list just as flutes.  Good thing I took a very specific inventory with model numbers and serial numbers, because one is a student flute, one is a pretty nice open-holed flute, and one is a beautiful alto flute.  Not "flutes".

I just get reminded of that commercial where the job seeker is a meathead who just keeps repeating, "I pick things up and put them down."  I suppose I can't expect much more than that for movers, but I expected the hawaiians to be the worst.  They were, however, the best movers we had!

So the moving truck comes tomorrow.... we'll see how that one goes.  After that's all done, we'll just be waiting for Friday to come around so we can start our cross country trip!