Losing It

I have kept my cool (for the most part) during this whole nightmare move, but I have officially lost it now. Our container arrived at 7:45 this morning, but our 6 scheduled movers who were supposed to be here by 8:00 haven't shown up yet. It is 8:35 now--we have 2 hours to get our container unloaded and more than 1/4 of that time has been completely wasted. I'm running on 3 hours of sleep, I can't reach anyone at the moving company, I can't even reach Kevin because he is in a meeting and the tears just won't stop running down my face. If the stupid movers ever do show up I hope they unload the box of booze first--I think I need a drink or 5!
*Edited to add* Someone from the moving company just called--they're leaving the office now! If you only have 2 hours to unload a container, why the hell would you leave your office 40 minutes after you were scheduled to be somewhere? It will probably take them about 15 minutes to reach our house, so if I'm lucky they will be here for 1 of the 2 hours the container will be here. Seriously, if the truck driver decides to enforce this 2 hour rule and takes off before the container is unloaded, I hope he accelerates quickly--maybe the rest of our belongings will tumble off the truck in front of our house!