I recently moved, and used Two Men and a Truck. It was just myself in an apartment, but I had a lot of boxes that I should have pruned long ago. Some aspects of the move were good, some bad.
Everything requiring the move happened rather quickly, so I also paid for the packing service. That was well worth it.
Day 0: They had me download an app to my phone so I could do a walk through, recording a video of my stuff. I had already boxed up my reloading equipment and pointed it out. I was told that wouldn't be a problem (you can probably guess where this is going).
Day 1: The movers arrived about 9:00 AM. They brought boxes and packing materials and got to work. They moved efficiently and carefully packed everything. Nothing was lost or broken. They finished packing early afternoon and started loading the truck. They started setting some stuff aside in the garage. The problems were about to begin…
They informed me they were not allowed to load any gun stuff on the truck. I expected them to not take chemicals (household cleaners), primers, powder, and loaded ammo. However, they also refused to take the firearms, empty brass, and lead (inert components). They almost refused to take the press and tools also, but relented. They refused to take a couple boxes that had empty magazines until I removed them. I was told the reloading gear was ok during the walkthrough.
The movers were sympathetic, but were directed by their manager to leave it. They knew that there wasn't any issue, but had to follow orders. They gave me the manager's phone number, so I called to discuss it.
He explained that he wasn't licensed to carry ammunition. I replied that brass and lead aren't ammunition. He didn't care. He then started making up excuses that "If the truck gets stopped, the police might not know the difference and cause problems". There is no such thing as a "license to carry ammunition", but there is a hazmat license. Brass, lead, firearms, and even loaded ammunition are not hazardous materials. He still didn't care, he just wasn't going to allow gun stuff on his truck.
My parents were there to help. The movers couldn't load the stuff on their truck, but they did load it into my and my parent's cars. They said they would also unload on the other end, but they just couldn't carry it on their truck.
I stayed the night in a hotel.
Day 2: I drove from Lafayette, IN to St. Paul, MN. I had all my firearms (cased and unloaded), brass, lead, primers, powder, and some of my ammo. The route took me up I-65 to Chicago, across northern Illinois, into Wisconsin, and across to Minnesota. It was a long drive. Just past Chicago some stupid kid almost hit me. He couldn't maintain speed and was constant weaving around in his lane. I'm not sure if he was playing with his phone, high on meth, or what. I thought about calling in a report of an impaired driver but didn't have my phone handy.
I stayed another night in a hotel just outside St. Paul. I was a little concerned about my load, but nothing happened.
A note to those who constantly equate Illinois with Stalinist Soviet Union: I drove around Chicago and across northern Illinois with a load of cased, unloaded firearms, ammo, and reloading supplies. I was 100% legal.
Day 3: They unloaded my stuff and the new place. They helped put my furniture back together and placed it where I wanted. They also unloaded the cars, so that helped mitigate their refusal to transport it on their truck.
So I give the movers an A+. They worked hard, were careful with my stuff, and did their best to work around the manager. I give that particular manager an F, he is a moron.
Everything requiring the move happened rather quickly, so I also paid for the packing service. That was well worth it.
Day 0: They had me download an app to my phone so I could do a walk through, recording a video of my stuff. I had already boxed up my reloading equipment and pointed it out. I was told that wouldn't be a problem (you can probably guess where this is going).
Day 1: The movers arrived about 9:00 AM. They brought boxes and packing materials and got to work. They moved efficiently and carefully packed everything. Nothing was lost or broken. They finished packing early afternoon and started loading the truck. They started setting some stuff aside in the garage. The problems were about to begin…
They informed me they were not allowed to load any gun stuff on the truck. I expected them to not take chemicals (household cleaners), primers, powder, and loaded ammo. However, they also refused to take the firearms, empty brass, and lead (inert components). They almost refused to take the press and tools also, but relented. They refused to take a couple boxes that had empty magazines until I removed them. I was told the reloading gear was ok during the walkthrough.
The movers were sympathetic, but were directed by their manager to leave it. They knew that there wasn't any issue, but had to follow orders. They gave me the manager's phone number, so I called to discuss it.
He explained that he wasn't licensed to carry ammunition. I replied that brass and lead aren't ammunition. He didn't care. He then started making up excuses that "If the truck gets stopped, the police might not know the difference and cause problems". There is no such thing as a "license to carry ammunition", but there is a hazmat license. Brass, lead, firearms, and even loaded ammunition are not hazardous materials. He still didn't care, he just wasn't going to allow gun stuff on his truck.
My parents were there to help. The movers couldn't load the stuff on their truck, but they did load it into my and my parent's cars. They said they would also unload on the other end, but they just couldn't carry it on their truck.
I stayed the night in a hotel.
Day 2: I drove from Lafayette, IN to St. Paul, MN. I had all my firearms (cased and unloaded), brass, lead, primers, powder, and some of my ammo. The route took me up I-65 to Chicago, across northern Illinois, into Wisconsin, and across to Minnesota. It was a long drive. Just past Chicago some stupid kid almost hit me. He couldn't maintain speed and was constant weaving around in his lane. I'm not sure if he was playing with his phone, high on meth, or what. I thought about calling in a report of an impaired driver but didn't have my phone handy.
I stayed another night in a hotel just outside St. Paul. I was a little concerned about my load, but nothing happened.
A note to those who constantly equate Illinois with Stalinist Soviet Union: I drove around Chicago and across northern Illinois with a load of cased, unloaded firearms, ammo, and reloading supplies. I was 100% legal.
Day 3: They unloaded my stuff and the new place. They helped put my furniture back together and placed it where I wanted. They also unloaded the cars, so that helped mitigate their refusal to transport it on their truck.
So I give the movers an A+. They worked hard, were careful with my stuff, and did their best to work around the manager. I give that particular manager an F, he is a moron.
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