Man, what a day! I swear, Nagyszenas is a wild ride. I woke up, ready to tackle some radio-electronic installs, but boy, did the universe have other plans.
First off, I hit the road on Kossuth Lajos utca. You know, the main drag. Traffic was a nightmare! Like, come on, people! It’s not a parking lot! I’m just trying to get to my first gig at some café on Széchenyi utca. I’m already late, and my coffee’s gone cold. Ugh!
Finally, I pull up, and it’s this cute little spot called Café Nagy. Super cozy, but the owner? Total character. He’s like, “You’re late!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not a magician!” Anyway, I set up my gear, and just as I’m about to connect the last wire, the power goes out. Classic, right? I’m standing there, looking like a total fool with my tools in hand.
But then, outta nowhere, this little kid runs in. He’s like, “Mister, you can fix it!” I’m thinking, “Kid, I’m not a superhero.” But I give it a shot. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? I end up crawling under the counter, and guess what? I find a loose wire! Boom! Power’s back on, and the kid’s cheering like I just won the World Cup.
Next stop, I head over to the old school on Rákóczi utca. They needed some serious upgrades. I’m talking ancient equipment. I walk in, and it smells like old books and chalk dust. I love it! But then, the principal starts telling me about their budget. I’m like, “You want me to work magic with what?!”
I get to work, and halfway through, I realize I forgot my toolbox at the café. Seriously? I’m running back, dodging old ladies and their shopping bags. I’m sweating like a pig. Finally grab it, and on my way back, I trip over a loose cobblestone. Classic Nagyszenas! I’m on the ground, laughing and cursing at the same time.
By the time I get back to the school, the kids are all gathered around. They’re like, “Are you the radio guy?” I’m like, “Yeah, the one who trips over stuff.” They think it’s hilarious. I set up the new gear, and when it finally works, they go wild! It’s like I’m a rockstar or something.
But then, just when I think I can breathe, I get a call. “Hey, we need you at the market on Fő utca!” I’m like, “Seriously? Right now?” But I can’t say no. So, I hustle over there, and it’s packed! People everywhere, buying veggies and stuff.
I find the stall, and the owner’s freaking out. “My radio’s dead!” I’m like, “Chill, I got this.” I dive in, and it’s just a blown fuse. I fix it in like two minutes, and the crowd goes wild again. I’m feeling like a hero, but then I realize I’m covered in dirt and sweat. Not exactly the glamorous life of an installer, huh?
As the sun sets over Nagyszenas, I’m finally heading home. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about all the crazy stuff that happened today. I mean, who knew fixing radios could be so dramatic?
I pull into my driveway, and I’m just grateful. Grateful for the kids, the crazy café owner, and even the old ladies with their bags. Nagyszenas, you’re a wild place, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Tomorrow? Who knows what’ll happen. But I’m ready for it. Bring it on!