Hiring Big League Movers was a tremendous, unforgettable, and extraordinarily calamitous error. I would advise everyone to avoid them at all costs, as, in our experience, the stress of moving was compounded exponentially by their presence. If only we had known beforehand. But they came highly recommended, and the Google reviews seemed uniformly good.
We were moving from a one bedroom apartment, around 500 sq ft, sixth floor. Our movers arrived around 4 PM, and finished around 10PM, at $206 per hour. This included a work stoppage of 45 minutes so that the movers could "get a little strategy together". This was shocking, as it took half as much time for Two Men and a Truck to move us into the building.
Even more unbelievably, we later heard from our neighbors that our belongings were strewn all throughout the lobby of the building and the hallway of our floor, with complete disregard for the other inhabitants. After the truck was loaded, I attempted to address my concerns with the head mover Joe. He was totally unreceptive to my concern, which finally prompted me to remark that this was the worst experience I'd ever had with movers, to which he replied instantly and with malice, "this is the worst experience I've ever had with a move."
At this point the goal became getting our belongings out of their truck and getting them away from us as quickly as humanly possible.
Upon arrival at our new residence, the movers began unloading boxes onto the patio. While they carried the heavier furniture into the house, they left the boxes for us to move ourselves. So, at 9PM on a weeknight, my family and I became an unofficial part of the Big League Movers team. It was simply beyond belief. When I remarked to the movers that I had never been expected to participate in this way before, they informed me that since this was their first day on the job, they didn't know exactly where they should be taking the boxes. The clearly labelled boxes. Hand to god.
Upon inspection, we discovered that they badly damaged our leather couch, along with an heirloom bookshelf with a now badly split back, a 2-inch chunk out of the frame of a 7 ft mirror, and surely more not yet discovered. I was so wearied by this point that I refused to sign the close out paperwork Joe presented me with. Upon this, he, an employee of Big League Movers, began swearing at me, increasing the vitriol in an attempt to rile me further than the complete and unassailable incompetence of he and his cohort already had. I carried the last piece of furniture from their truck myself, in a flurry of insults and taunts, and then they sped off, in an enormous moving truck, down our driveway and into the night.
Big League attempted to compensate us, by offering their services, such as they were, for free. But our belongings are still damaged. And the memory of the horrific experience remains. My partner later mentioned that, several days before the move, Big League contacted her with the offer to add an additional person to the moving crew, for an additional fee. She agreed to this, but had she not, they would have sent only two guys. And I have every confidence the "work" would still be going had she not agreed to the addition of the third man.
Altogether a rank and totally unprofessional experience from top to bottom. I will not soon tire of pleading with anyone who'll listen to avoid these people no matter what, as I hope you will. read more