There are no words to describe how shameful my experience has been here... But for the sake of a review, I'm going to give this one my best effort. So for the most abbreviated of overviews...
Signed the lease for my unit at the start of December, by the first week of January was notified that (SURPRISE) they were tearing the entire building down, meaning- I had to be completely out of the unit by the end of the month.
I was then transferred, to another (smaller) unit across town. For the same rate.
At this point I'm back in school (with an internship, a senior thesis and part-time job to boot), without a means of transportation, and pissed beyond belief.
Really Public Storage? These massive renovations plans were just sprung on you? You couldn't bare to mention that the building was undergoing a massive overhaul in the immediate future? That ONE MONTH'S rent was seriously worth inconveniencing a trusting customer beyond belief?
Beyond matters of business, profit, whatnot... How does someone goes home and feels good about their day's work when operating under these ethics is beyond me.
Unfortunately, there was really no other option available except to get my belongings out before the whole place was reduced to rubble.
So this process entailed: 1. Requesting a day off of work (no, really- it's okay. I wasn't actually interested in paying my student loans anyways.) 2. Renting a U-Haul (Roughly equivalent to one month's rent right there.) 3. Inconveniencing friends with the task of helping me haul my entire unit in one load (Public Storage doesn't allow you to leave either unit unlocked. And I'm not looking to throw down the $20 they tried tacking on for a new lock at the second unit to meet protocol while in transit. Especially after putting that money down a mere 34 days before... Nice try, bro.) And most significantly 4. Paying ten-fold through the physical and mental strains caused by the literal reenactment of an extensive packing, loading, unpacking process, completed one month prior. All in compliance with agents who really don't give a sh*t anyways. And of all the units that line those never-ending corridors, I have no doubt that my case pales in comparison of severity. Absolutely nobody has the time to deal with such a lack of general decency.
Furthermore, I'd also like to give a special shout out to Public Storage's very own Collin McBride for being arguably the most pitiful douchebag I have encountered to date. After personally leasing me this unit (Good one, lowlife), and being generally languid during each encounter to follow, he had the gall to watch me struggle to lift a box (solo, small girl here) and subsequently tip over a piece of furniture as he stood by nonchalantly stuffing his face... To which he responded to with "Oh, yeah. I guess I could have helped you, huh?" No sh*t Sherlock.
Needless to say, I'm disgusted that my hard earned money has gone towards your paycheck.
All in all, I would urge any one in the market for a storage unit to keep driving right on by... Your best interests are not of any concern here. Your money would be far better invested in an office that holds some semblance of respect for your business. read more