Soreness!

Well, nothing much to report except for the fact that I am sore. Dad passed through the storage unit on Thursday and noticed an overlock on my unit as he passed by. He went to check on it and the clerk would give no info, so I went after school to check. Sure enough, locked out of my own, paid for unit. Went in to check, little girl gets attitude and asks for the unit number like, "dumb ass, you haven't paid", when she sees that it is in fact current she tries to blame it on a "new employee". Yeah, so I'm paying for my unit and locked out of it, the person getting the letters who should be locked out has free access and I'm supposed to assume my belongings are not eventually going to be on the auctioning block since obviously any correspondence is not getting to me regarding the (other unit) being overdue?! She gets snippy so 10 days notice are delivered on the spot. We went up the street and got a steal of a deal on a 10x30 unitl (5 months half off) and regular rent for less that the units we're paying for now.

So Friday I head to the other storage to give my 10 days notice there since now I can put everything in one unit and the hood rat is there, still giving attitude. Whatever. So yesterday Dad and I get there to get stuff out and start moving it to the new unit and the manager has locked us out of that unit because apparently I was the rude one! We finally got in there and emptied out half of it, half of the first unit and called it a day.

Today, we went and finished up with the second unit where the drana occured yesterday. Not going to remove the lock until the 7th since it's paid for until then, but it's empty. Now on to the big items and dad's unit where Miss Customer Service works and then we're done. In the meantime, I'm sore, sore and sore. Apparently moving everything out of a 10x12 unit in two days is a little hard on the body. Who knew?