My move from San Diego to P-cola was a disaster...
My move from SD to P'cola wasn't quite that bad, but it wasn't for lack of trying. On the pack day, one (1) guy from the crew spoke English. I'm pretty sure the rest were picked up from the Day Labor parking lot, and it was pretty apparent that they didn't have one clue between the four of them. Most of my glasses were broken at the other end, and the unpacking crew said the amazing part was that any came through intact.
The worst so far was the move from Norfolk back here. The loading crew took eleven hours to load a three-bedroom house. This was after everything was packed, mind you. Highlights included watching them move a glass-top table while both guys talked on their cel phones. We bought them lunch and beer, which turned out to be a mistake...they needed a two-hour lunch break to finish it all.
When we got to the other end, turned out the packers had tossed the handmade glass topper from our wedding cake in with a bunch of random kitchen stuff, wrapped in one sheet of paper.
Really surprised it took this long to devolve into a "moving horror stories" thread.