For my move I opted for FlatRate Movers and I have mostly good things to say about their pricing and the move itself. They showed up much later than I wagered. Instead of arriving in the scheduled span of 2:00 to 4:00 p.m. they rolled up at 4:45 p.m. To be fair, they did call to keep me appraised (“We’re stuck in traffic in SoHo!”) but I don’t think they’d ever allotted enough time earlier in their day to reach me by 2:00 or 3:00 p.m.
I stayed out of their way and for most of the 2.5-hour move-out time attacked my shower grout mold with Windex and an old toothbrush.
Because my new building has an elevator, the move-in took only an hour. Moving guys live for elevator buildings.
The only damage I’ve yet to spot is that the top-left corner of one of my Billy bookcases got chipped, but nothing a little love and wood glue can’t fix.
And I discovered later that one of the three guys had taken a massive dump in my toilet without flushing. And I thought movers weren’t supposed to leave anything behind.