Hard roads, loud trucks, bad coffee — and somehow still funny

Every mover knows this life isn’t a job. It’s a rolling reality show with no commercial breaks. If Convoy were remade today, it wouldn’t be about outlaws and CB radios — it’d be about movers, dispatchers, and trucks that refuse to die.

This is that movie. Just no Hollywood budget. And way more stairs.


6:12 AM — The Truck Starts (That’s a Win)

You don’t wake up — you negotiate with your alarm clock. Coffee tastes like regret. The truck coughs, groans, then fires up like it’s doing you a favor.

Driver joke: “She starts better when you compliment her.”
Dispatcher voice (on speaker): “Morning guys, it’s an ‘easy move.’”

Everyone laughs. Because easy move is the industry’s most dangerous phrase.


8:03 AM — The Estimate Meets Reality

The customer said “no stairs.”
The house has stairs.
Plural.

They also forgot to mention the upright piano, the gun safe, and the treadmill from 1997 that weighs more than the truck.

Mover mutters: “So we’re doing CrossFit today.”
Customer says: “Oh, that thing? It’s not heavy.”

It is always heavy.


10:27 AM — Paperwork, but Make It Moving

Inventory time. You write fast. Too fast. You debate whether “SC” really means anything if you don’t say where the scratch is.

Crew reminder: “Write it like a lawyer’s gonna read it.”
Other crew member: “Because one day, they will.”

Somewhere between box #147 and “miscellaneous garage nightmare,” you realize paperwork isn’t boring — it’s armor.


1:14 PM — Lunch, Sort Of

Lunch is eaten standing, sitting on the bumper, or while driving. Someone drops a sandwich. The five-second rule is extended to thirty because… mover logic.

Truck playlist rotates between classic rock, early 2000s hip-hop, and that one guy who insists on country “for the vibes.”

No one agrees. Everyone sings anyway.


3:46 PM — The Road, the Radio, the Brotherhood

This is the Convoy part.

Trucks rolling. Radios crackling. Crews checking in. Someone warns about traffic. Someone else warns about “Smokey” parked on the shoulder.

Driver says: “Copy that. Lights work today, right?”
Silence.
“…Right?”

You roll on. Because you always do.


5:02 PM — Delivery Math

You slow down. You walk the inventory with the customer. You point. You explain. You write exceptions clearly, not like hieroglyphics.

Customer says: “You guys were great.”
That sentence alone adds 10 horsepower to the truck.


7:18 PM — The Ride Back

Everyone’s tired. Shirts are dusty. Knees ache. Someone jokes about quitting tomorrow — no one means it.

Because for all the chaos, there’s pride in this work. You moved a life today. Literally.

And tomorrow?
Another truck.
Another “easy move.”
Another convoy rolling out before sunrise.


Why Movers Get It (and Everyone Else Doesn’t)

This job beats you up — physically, mentally, and emotionally. But it also gives you stories, camaraderie, and a front-row seat to humanity at its weirdest and best.

You learn fast.
You laugh harder.
You keep rolling.

Because movers don’t just move stuff.
They move through it.

And if Smokey’s watching?
Well… that’s just part of the movie.