That sporty little Honda my son Nicholas is passing on to me still sits in the front yard in Key Biscayne, FL, waiting pick up by an auto transport. It's stranded because two different brokers have tried to find it a ride to Illinois for three weeks and failed. In this cut-throat business, the second broker lured me away from the first by saying he had a driver in the area who would pick up the car last Monday, Tuesday at the latest. It's now Thursday at the latest, and Tyler just cut me off while I was holding on my daily call. He was quick enough to charge my AmX card with a $150 deposit a week ago today. Now I'm waiting to hear from the 1-Shot Express customer service man, who rather than put me on hold while dealing with another client, promised to call me back in 15-20 minutes. That was two hours ago.
Okay, so maybe it's the Snowbird Effect when it comes to moving cars north and south. Maybe there aren't any free spots as winter residents and tourists head home. But might there be if I were shipping from Miami to New York instead of into the Heartland?
That's a north/south question, but then there's my piano and boxes and boxes of my earthly possessions that were picked up two weeks ago tomorrow with delivery promised last week. Where are they on their westward journey? In a Moving Man warehouse up on 135th Street in Manhattan. Or so I hope. Brendon says no trucks headed this way by next Thursday when I'm headed back to NYC on business. Maybe after May 1, he ventures. It's been a rough moving season, he explains on my umpteenth call.
You're telling me! I had to go out yesterday and buy six pairs of shoes or go barefoot in Manhattan. On the bright side, it was an incredible sale at Von Maur, a family-owned department store founded by German immigrants in Davenport, Iowa, in 1872 and recently expanded an hour away from me near St. Louis. Ah, not just another Macy's.
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