How about the same day every college and university in the city has move in day?
That is what happened this past weekend. My daughter moved into a studio apartment in downtown Phila. Very exciting! The move required coordinating of people and situations, kind of all having a domino effect on each other. One of them was renting a U-haul to move her things from her old place to her new place. My husband arranged 3 weeks prior to pick up the truck near my daughters current apartment. My daughter reserved the freight elevator, arranged to pick up and drop off keys around this time schedule. As my son and husband were nearing Phila my husband had the idea to again confirm the truck. So he called the store. They were very busy. When my husband asked about the truck he heard, "Um. Hold please." The man said the time of pick up for the truck was listed as 10pm on 8/25 and the time for return was 6pm on 8/25. My husband said that did not make sense that I would return a truck before I even get it. The man said, "Yea, that's why we gave the truck to someone else." Oh my gosh!! One of the thousands of Phila students starting this same day was using the U-haul, so the man informed my husband, "Sorry." After much discussion over the phone, they found a truck near Drexel. My son drops my husband off at the store and goes back to help my daughter move all of her stuff from her old place out onto the curb to make moving easier and help gain the time lost once the truck finally arrives. The elevator reservation is a big deal. She is moving to the 26th floor. Well, my husband is 15th in the slow moving line in the downtown U-haul store. The 2 foreign medical students in front of him tell him America is a busy place with many people moving everywhere, all the time. After an hour of waiting in line the man at the counter informs my husband there is no truck in all of Phila available. There is one about an hour way. My husband then informs this poor man that he is stranded at this U-haul and needs a truck now and from here. The man says there is no truck. Well, somehow, someway, they got an extra large truck, where all her stuff would be flying all over ...but they secured it with her one piece of furniture tilted to hold the items behind it in place. They made it. She moved in. They ordered pizza and even hung up all her paintings. Miracles happen.