Stories from the Field – The Ambulance

Here at CMM, we move a lot. We move sofas and beds and armoiries, but we also move weaver’s looms. We move fish tanks.  We move that old wind-up clock you got from Grandpa that had the false bottom with a half-empty bottle in it. There isn’t a lot, in fact, that we don’t move.

And when you move a lot, you end up with stories. Some horror, some humor. Some interesting, some just plain weird. All the names and any pertinent personal details have been changed. We thought it might be nice for those of you facing moves to get a little taste of some of the things we’ve dealt with in the past. It’s nice to know you’re not the only person who’s had obstacles arise while moving (misery loves company), and maybe these stories can help demonstrate why we try to ask some the questions we do when conducting an estimate! Before any move begins, a moving company gives an estimate on how long the move will take. The estimate is based entirely on information given over the phone— the inventory, the length of the carry, the distance between the origin and the destination, yadda yadda, the list goes on. But of course that doesn’t count for unusual situations. If you think your move might be unusual for any reason, be sure to tell us. Anyway, without further adieu, here’s the story of:

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Sometimes customers set up a move with a time limit. It could be for financial reasons, or perhaps it just wasn’t possible to take work off. In either case, it’s good for us to know about time limits ahead of time.

Last winter, we had a customer set up a move with our company. It sounded like a pretty standard job— boxes, a few chairs, a couch. Out of a two-bedroom house, the inventory amounted to a single room of furniture. The only catch was that the load needed be completed by noon. On the hour, and not a minute later.

The movers arrived promptly, and everything proceeded smoothly. The couch was wrapped, and the boxes were loaded up. Then, just as the movers were preparing to load the last pieces of furniture, a car pulled into the driveway. The customer’s husband had just come home for lunch. That was when the proverbial stuff hit the fan. It turned out that the husband and wife were right in the middle of divorce proceedings, and the husband had no idea that the wife was moving out. As you might imagine, he was shocked. So shocked, in fact, that he had a heart attack, sitting on the couch the movers had just wrapped up. 911 was called immediately, and the movers backed the truck out of the driveway so that the responders could bring the husband to the hospital. Then the customer had the movers finish up, bringing the couch and a couple leftover pieces of furniture out to the truck. They managed to finish the load before noon— the husband had just come home early.

After everything settled down, everyone ended up ok, but it was certainly a surprising situation. So if you think there might be any pertinent details we should know about your move that don’t get asked over the phone, feel free to tell us. We want to help, but we can’t unless we’re fully informed about your situation! Remember: surprises are best saved for birthday parties.

Stories from the Field: The Tale of the Machete Stairwell

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Here at CMM, we move a lot. We move couches and chairs and desks, but we also move original Dali paintings. We move statues of dinosaurs. We move automated salsa manufacturing machines. 

There isn’t a lot, in fact, that we don’t move. And when you move a lot, you end up with stories. Some horror, some humor. Some interesting, some just plain weird. All the names and any pertinent personal details have been changed. We thought it might be nice for those of you facing moves to get a little taste of some of the things we’ve dealt with in the past.

Trust us, we can handle your move. But maybe tell us beforehand if it involves, say, a menagerie of zoo animals.
This story starts with a truck service, in late autumn. It was a pretty standard move, a three bedroom into a four bedroom, from Woodbury to Maple Grove. The clients were a married couple, a retired football lineman and a librarian, and the family was expecting to need the extra room sometime within the next month.

With the help of CMM, they packed up their belongings in boxes and loaded up their possessions into a 26’ truck. They started with the mattresses, then moved onto desks and armoires and a single unusually large antique couch. Finally, they finished loading the truck with rugs and cushions and some left-over Tonka toys.

Everything was safe and everything fit.

The truck service was running along perfectly smoothly until the Muscle Movers arrived at the unload location in Maple Grove. The new house was larger than the old one had been, but the entrance to the basement was extremely narrow. After taking off a railing and popping a door off the hinges (temporarily, of course), the Muscle Movers managed to fit the desks and armoires and necessary furniture down into the basement.

Except the couch. The feet were taken off. It was compressed with slippery wrap. It was twisted and turned in every possible direction, but the couch just wouldn’t fit. The husband, the retired football lineman, was determined to make it work. The couch, he said, has been in his family for generations, and he couldn`t abandon it.

So, midway through the move, he took matters into his own hands. He went out to the garage and grabbed a machete and saw. The next time the movers passed by carrying a reclining chair, he was chopping and sawing at the wood and plaster in the stairwell to the basement.

Just have to avoid the studs, he said merrily. You boys interested in getting in on the action? As you might imagine, this was not a small man. This was the sort of man who could toss out 10 reps of 225 on a bench press before breakfast. His work with the machete gave the impression that had he wished, he could have made a fortune as a guide leading groups through thick Amazon forest. He made short work of the stairwell, and he swept the dust and plaster into garbage bags before having the Muscle Movers carry the couch downstairs.

This time, it fit just fine.