Man, what a day! I swear, if I had a euro for every crazy thing that happened in Villers-Cotterêts today, I’d be rich. So, I roll outta bed, ready to tackle some radio-electronic installs. You know, the usual stuff—setting up antennas, fixing radios, all that jazz. But today? Nah, it was a whole different ball game.
First off, I hit the road on Rue de la République. Traffic was a nightmare! Like, come on, people! It’s not rush hour, why’s everyone driving like they’re in a Formula 1 race? I’m just trying to get to my first gig at this café on Rue de la Libération. I finally get there, and guess what? The owner forgot I was coming. Classic! I’m standing there, tools in hand, looking like a total fool.
But hey, I’m not one to back down. I set up shop outside, right in front of the café. The smell of fresh croissants was killing me. I mean, who can resist that? I’m trying to focus on my work, but all I can think about is grabbing a pastry. So, I take a break, grab a croissant, and boom! Best decision ever.
While I’m munching, I notice this old dude on the corner of Rue de la Paix. He’s got this massive radio from the ‘80s, blasting some old-school tunes. I’m talking about the kind of music that makes you wanna dance, even if you can’t. So, I start grooving a bit, and the guy sees me. He starts laughing, and I’m like, “Yeah, I got moves!”
But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my next client, freaking out. “The radio’s not working!” they say. I’m like, “Chill, I’ll be there in a sec.” So, I pack up my stuff and head over to Rue des Écoles.
When I get there, the client is a total mess. I mean, they’re pacing back and forth like a caged animal. Turns out, their radio’s been acting up for weeks. I take a look, and guess what? It’s just a loose wire. I fix it in like five minutes. They’re so relieved, they offer me a drink. I’m like, “Sure, why not?”
But then, as I’m leaving, I trip over a garden hose. Seriously? Who leaves a hose in the middle of the sidewalk? I’m on the ground, feeling like a total klutz. But hey, at least I made the client laugh.
Next stop, I’m heading to this place on Avenue de la Gare. I’m thinking, “This better be smooth sailing.” But nope! The train station is packed. I can barely move. I’m dodging people left and right, trying not to spill my drink. Finally, I get to the shop, and they want me to install a radio in their waiting area.
As I’m working, I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going back and forth about something ridiculous. I mean, who argues about what to order for lunch? I can’t help but chuckle. It’s like a scene from a bad rom-com.
After that, I’m finally done for the day. I’m walking back to my car, and I can’t help but think about how wild today was. Villers-Cotterêts is a trip, man. One minute you’re fixing radios, the next you’re dancing to old tunes, and then you’re tripping over hoses.
I get in my car, and as I’m driving home, I realize I wouldn’t trade this chaos for anything. Villers-Cotterêts, with its quirky streets and unexpected moments, keeps me on my toes. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!