I’m never sure if the differences I experience here vs home are: rural small town vs major urban centre, or Scotland vs Canada, but below is a recent conversation I had with the company that is moving my furniture to Lanarkshire.
Me: So I think I will need to buy a half dozen large packing boxes and a half dozen medium boxes. Unless you rent them? (she said hopefully)
Shawn: Oh, we can lend you what you need – we can just re-use them with the next customer. Plus of course, you’ll need tape and wrapping paper; we’ll throw that in too.
Me: Oh, wow, great. So when should I stop by to pick them up?
Shawn: No, no. We can drop them off at your cottage anytime next week.
Me: Great, thank you. Now, I’m assuming your movers will need me to unpack those boxes quickly once we arrive, so they can take them back when they leave.
Shawn: No, don’t worry about that. I’ll just have the guys swing by your new place the next time we’re down near Glasgow on a run, and have them pick them up then.
Me: Really? That’s terrific, thanks. Oh, before I go, I’m guessing you need a down payment on the quote you gave me?
Shawn: Not at all. You can pay when we send the final invoice after the move.
Me: Well thank you so much – see you in 10 days. (and she stumbles out to the car, sure she has entered another world in the multi-verse.)