I still can't believe how dumb I was. I finally made my dream job and all I needed to do was pack up my things and move from my family's home in Macon, Georgia, to my brand-new house in Mountain View, California. Keep reading as I communicate my tale of woe, bearing in mind that all of my injuries were self-inflicted. Hopefully, you'll find out from my many errors.
Cellular Remorse
My errors began prior to I ever left Georgia. I prepared all stages of my task transfer by researching the best moving companies. I would've conserved myself a lot of stress if only I had taken the time to upgrade my forwarding address at the exact same time. You'll comprehend why in simply a moment. After I got all of my things boxed up and left Georgia for excellent, the relocation itself was easy. My movers handled all the details. All I had to do was get in my vehicle and drive west. A friend made the drive with me, since he 'd never ever checked out California. We took turns behind the wheel. When I wasn't driving, I passed the time on my cell phone, texting and binge-watching tv shows. Only later on did I understand the error I 'd made. I hadn't upgraded my cellular phone contract to reflect my new home. Throughout the cross-country journey, I sustained hundreds of dollars in roaming costs for an expense that usually costs $75. Please do not inform my brand-new job how bad I am at mathematics.
Stuck in the '90s
Once we showed up at the new place, there was another big problem. I hadn't remembered to turn on the power at my new home. I got hit with California roaming charges the whole time I was waiting for the mystical appearance of the cable man.
The Fuzz
Speaking of expenses, I completely forgot to alter my forwarding address. That suggested that my charge card costs didn't get here. I got struck with late charges for it. I might have quickly prevented this error by registering for paperless service. That wasn't my only change-of-address error, either. I got pulled over by a California law enforcement officers. He mentioned that my license plate wasn't upgraded. He pointed out that I had an out-of-state motorist's license and registration. All 3 of those files need upgrading when you change states of house. I had to pay a $175 ticket and then over $500 for the brand-new licenses. Since I got a brand-new job doesn't imply I'm made of cash, just. Why do the cops not know this? Once I finally got wise to the reality that I required to upgrade whatever, I also tried to upgrade my cars and truck insurance coverage. Would you think they would not let me at very first?! I needed to send them a whole tree's worth of documents in order to persuade them I 'd moved. They notified me that I 'd have to pay more for insurance coverage in a greater threat state. I 'd have to pay more until my car passed the California emissions test. Guess what? It didn't! My beloved 1996 very American muscle cars and truck is excessive here of a gas drinker to pass the environmentally-focused state emissions test. So, I'm going to need to pay more up until I buy a new vehicle. What have I gained from my experience? Actually one hour of preparation could have conserved me lots of time and thousands of dollars. All I had to do was upgrade all my forwarding details, fix my billing data and cellular phone contract, and notify my insurer about the changes. Then, another hour or so at the California Department of Motor Vehicles would've corrected all my license and registration concerns. Because I didn't do this, I needed to invest several days at a dive motel, got buffooned mercilessly by my buddy, and lost a lot of loan I could've spent on brand-new furniture for my brand-new house phone.