This storage locker has moved around more than I have. It’s gone through at least four different owners, including Big Box.
It was 19 years ago when I moved and put my Vegas stuff in storage near
Sunset Station at a guaranteed rate of $40 per month. Which, as soon as new owners bought them, nullified that offer and it went to $70.
But it wasn’t just Vegas stuff, it was from growing up and going to school in the DC area, when I shipped 30-some boxes to K (who lived in Vegas at the time), then packed up my car with the remaining boxes and drove cross country.
I had a 2BR apartment and used one bedroom as a closet to store everything, but mostly still kept in the banker boxes.
About 12 years ago, I received an email that the storage place was moving the locker and it had fallen and broke open. The accompanying photo showed a cracked Station Casinos mug.
19 years of desert heat, dust, drops, and someone breaking in. It was all stuff I didn’t miss, and for all I know it could’ve been on Storage Wars years ago, and I was paying for an empty box.
This is the first time I asked to visit, and they had to be there to haul it out.
On arrival, we exchange greetings and the owner says he has some bad news. It and three or four other boxes were broken into.
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He checked the cameras and didn’t see anything, it could’ve been recent or months ago. Years?
He said their insurance company has a $1k deductible and that they said that the victims would have to prove the value of what they had.
Meanwhile, the owner was very apologetic at every step and seemed a sincere and standup guy.
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“I could cut you a check for $2500 and give you a year of free storage, if that helps any.”
I figured I could sue for at least the 19 years worth of payments plus the value of the objects. But really, it was all sentimental value, and I’d only be fabricating what was inside.
$2500 seemed a great deal. Three years of past storage plus a year of free storage so I can come back a few times to slowly clean it out and take some things back to my sister’s.
The owner left us alone to sift through, while he went to buy a new lock. I piled up a few boxes of things to throw out, and he took it to the dumpster.
I thought I could probably ask for more, but I just took what he offered and signed the waiver that I wouldn’t sue.
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