Fuck.
So my wife and I left one of our cars in California so that her parents could use it whenever they came into town. We decided to ship it back here and trade it in for something else. Paying a company $750 to bring it over here. Fine.
Naturally, we're coordinating with the family members who were currently holding the car in Cali. Transport company said they would pick it up last Tuesday...they didn't show till Thursday. Whatever.
After they picked it up, said transfer would take no more than 5 days. Last night (6 days later) they call me and say it will be delivered this morning. Fine.
I call the driver and let him know that because they told me 5 days and its not been 7 days, he's going to have to work around my schedule...as I have a job and meeting and such. I ask him if he can drop it off no later than 8:30am. Sure, he says.
8:30 comes. Then 9:00. Left him 2 voicemails. Finally calls me back at 9:30 saying it'll be here in 40 minutes. Fucker. I have to reschedule a whole bunch of meetings. Calls me again and says that due to the size of his truck, he may have to drop the car off 2 miles away. Mother fucker, I live on the intersection of 2 wide open streets. Plus, it's fucking thunderstorming outside so you can bet your bottom bitch that I'm not walking/cabbing 2 miles for your fucking shit.
Assholes probably going to give me attitude when I don't tip him anything either.
God dammit.