Man, what a day! I woke up in Rouen, and I knew it was gonna be wild. The sun was barely up, but I was already on my phone, checking the stock market. You know, the usual. I live for that rush. But today? Today was a whole different beast.
So, I’m hustlin’ down Rue Saint-Romain, right? The cobblestones are all uneven, and I almost tripped over my own feet. Classic me. I’m dodging tourists like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. Seriously, why do they stop in the middle of the street? Like, hello, this ain’t a photo op!
Anyway, I finally make it to my office on Rue de la République. I’m pumped, ready to crush it. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. Stocks are tanking. I mean, like, faceplanting into the ground. I’m like, “No way!” My heart’s racing. I grab a coffee from this little café on the corner—Café de la Paix, I think?—and I’m chugging it like it’s the elixir of life.
I sit down, and my boss, Pierre, walks in. He’s all serious, looking like he just swallowed a lemon. “We need to talk,” he says. Oh great, what now? Turns out, one of our big clients just pulled out. I’m fuming. Like, how could they do this to us? I mean, we’ve been working our butts off!
I storm outta the office, and I need air. I head over to the Seine, just to chill for a sec. The view is stunning, man. The old buildings, the cathedral in the background—Rouen’s got that charm, you know? But I’m still mad. I can’t shake it off.
Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old friend, Lucie. We used to hang back in the day. She’s all smiles, and I’m like, “Dude, you won’t believe my day.” She laughs, and suddenly, I’m not so mad anymore. We grab a bite at this spot on Rue des Carmes. The food? Amazing. I mean, I could eat that stuff every day.
But then, just as I’m starting to relax, my phone buzzes again. It’s my broker buddy, Max. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta get in on this new stock!” I’m like, “Are you kidding me? I just got my heart rate down!” But I can’t resist. I’m back in the game, baby!
I rush back to the office, and I’m typing like a madman. I’m sweating bullets, but I’m focused. I can feel the adrenaline pumping. I’m in the zone. And then, just when I think I’ve got it all figured out, the power goes out! Seriously? In the middle of my big moment?
I’m sitting there in the dark, and I can’t help but laugh. Like, what else could go wrong? I’m just a stockbroker in Rouen, trying to make a living. I can hear the street outside buzzing with life. People are laughing, chatting, and I’m stuck in the dark.
Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m back at it. I make my move, and boom! The stock shoots up. I’m screaming like I just won the lottery. My coworkers are looking at me like I’m nuts, but I don’t care. I’m on top of the world!
As the day winds down, I stroll back through the streets of Rouen. The sun’s setting, and everything’s glowing. I pass by the Gros Horloge, and I can’t help but smile. This city, man. It’s got its ups and downs, just like my day.
I grab a drink at a bar on Rue de l’École, and I’m just soaking it all in. The laughter, the chatter, the vibe. Rouen’s got a way of making you feel alive, even on the craziest days.
So yeah, that was my day. Full of chaos, surprises, and a whole lotta emotion. Just another day in the life of a stockbroker in Rouen. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!