Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barber in Troyes is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the shop on Rue de la Monnaie, right? It’s a sunny morning, birds chirpin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First client walks in, this dude named Pierre. He’s got hair like a lion’s mane. I mean, seriously, bro, you live in Troyes, not the jungle! I’m like, “What’s up with the hair, man?” He laughs, says he’s going for the ‘wild’ look. I’m like, “Dude, you’re just wildin’ out.” So, I get to work, and halfway through, the power goes out! Just my luck, right? I’m in the middle of a fade, and suddenly it’s pitch black. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a barber in a horror movie.”
But then, the lights flicker back on. Phew! I finish up, and Pierre looks in the mirror. He’s stoked! I’m like, “See? You’re not a lion anymore.” He tips me a tenner, and I’m feelin’ like a champ.
Next up, it’s Marie. She’s a regular, always chatty. We’re talkin’ about the latest gossip in Troyes, like how the old church on Rue de la Cité is gettin’ renovated. I’m like, “Finally! That place needed a facelift.” She’s all about the history, and I’m just tryin’ to keep up.
But then, outta nowhere, she drops this bomb: “Did you hear about the new café on Rue de la République?” I’m like, “Nah, what’s the scoop?” Apparently, they’re servin’ the best croissants in town. I’m droolin’ just thinkin’ about it.
So, I finish Marie’s cut, and she leaves, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, BAM! The door swings open, and in walks this guy, all decked out in a suit. I’m thinkin’, “Who’s this fancy pants?” Turns out, he’s a big shot from Paris, lookin’ to invest in Troyes. He wants to chat about some new barbershop concept. I’m like, “Dude, I’m just tryin’ to get through my day.”
But hey, I’m not one to turn down a potential business deal, right? So, we talk, and he’s all about the ‘experience’ of getting a haircut. I’m like, “Bro, it’s just hair!” But he’s passionate, and I can’t help but get a bit hyped.
Then, just when I think it can’t get crazier, my buddy Lucas strolls in. He’s been out all night, lookin’ like a zombie. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He’s like, “Nah, man, I lost my wallet at the bar on Rue de la Paix.” I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my scissors.
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I’ve laughed, I’ve stressed, and I’ve even thought about opening a café myself. I mean, why not? Troyes is full of surprises, and I’m just here tryin’ to keep up.
As I close up shop, I take a stroll down the cobblestone streets. The sun’s settin’, and the buildings look all golden. I think about how lucky I am to be in this city. Sure, it’s chaotic, but it’s home. And tomorrow? Who knows what’ll happen next in this wild ride called life in Troyes!