Man, what a day! I woke up in Beaumont, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I live near the corner of 11th and Main. You know, that spot where the coffee shop is? Yeah, that one. I was all set to grab my usual—extra shot, oat milk, you know the vibe. But guess what? The barista was outta oat milk! Like, seriously? Who runs outta oat milk in Beaumont?
So, I’m standing there, fuming. I mean, c’mon! I need my caffeine fix! I ended up getting some weird almond milk latte instead. Ugh. Not the same. I chugged it down and headed out.
I decided to stroll down Calder Avenue. It’s a nice street, lots of trees, and the sun was shining. I thought, “Hey, maybe today won’t be so bad.” But then, BAM! A pigeon poops right on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m just trying to enjoy my day, and this bird decides I’m its target practice. I laughed it off, but inside, I was like, “What did I do to deserve this?”
So, I wiped it off and kept walking. I passed by the Beaumont Civic Center. They were setting up for some event. I think it was a concert or something. I love live music, but I was too busy thinking about that stupid pigeon. I mean, who knew Beaumont had such aggressive birds?
Then, I hit up the park on 4th Street. It’s my go-to chill spot. I plopped down on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts. I pulled out my phone to check emails. You know, the usual proofreading gigs. But my phone was blowing up! Clients were like, “Where’s my stuff?” I’m like, “Chill, I’m working on it!”
Suddenly, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and guess where it lands? Right in my lap! I was like, “Dude, what’s your problem?” But the kid just laughed and ran off. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Kids are wild, man.
After that, I decided to head over to the Beaumont Farmers Market on Calder. It’s usually buzzing with energy. Fresh veggies, homemade jams, and all that good stuff. I was feeling a bit better, ya know? I grabbed some strawberries and a jar of that spicy peach jam. Yum!
But then, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. They were right next to the taco stand. I mean, c’mon! Who fights over tacos? I was just trying to enjoy my strawberries! I wanted to tell them, “Hey, chill out! Grab a taco and relax!” But I kept my mouth shut.
Finally, I made my way back home. I was exhausted. I plopped down on my couch, ready to binge-watch some show. But then, my neighbor starts blasting music. Like, really loud. I could hear it through the walls! I was like, “Dude, it’s not a club!”
So, I grabbed my phone and texted him. “Can you turn it down?” He replied with a meme. A meme! I couldn’t even. I just rolled my eyes.
By the end of the day, I was a mix of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster, for real. Beaumont, you’re a wild ride! But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in this crazy city.