Man, what a day! I swear, Afragola really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I’m a cooper, right? You know, the guy who makes barrels? Yeah, that’s me. And today? Pffft, it was a wild ride.
I woke up early, like, way too early. The sun was barely up, and I was already dragging my feet down Via Roma. I mean, c’mon, who needs that kind of energy before coffee? But I had a big order to fill for some fancy wine shop down in Napoli. They wanted these barrels, like, yesterday. So, I’m hustling, right?
First stop, the market. I hit up Piazza Vittorio Emanuele. Man, that place is always buzzing! Fresh produce, people yelling, and the smell of fresh bread. I’m like, “Yes, please!” Grabbed a couple of sfogliatelle for breakfast. Those things are heavenly! But then, I see this dude trying to haggle over some tomatoes. Like, bro, they’re tomatoes! Chill out!
Anyway, I finally get my stuff and head back to the workshop on Via Garibaldi. I’m all set to start working when BAM! My hammer slips, and I smash my thumb. Ouch! I’m hopping around like a madman, cursing in Italian. “Mannaggia!” I shout. You’d think I just lost a finger.
But then, something cool happens. My buddy Marco swings by. He’s a painter, right? He’s got this wild idea to paint a mural on the side of my workshop. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, we start brainstorming. I’m thinking, “Let’s do something that screams Afragola!” Maybe a giant barrel with grapes or something.
While we’re chatting, this old lady walks by. She’s got this huge basket of lemons. I swear, they’re the biggest lemons I’ve ever seen! She stops and starts telling us about the best limoncello in town. I’m like, “Lady, you gotta share your secret!” She just laughs and walks off. Classic Afragola, right?
So, we get back to work. I’m hammering away, and Marco’s sketching. Suddenly, it starts pouring! Like, outta nowhere! I’m scrambling to cover the barrels. I’m soaked, and my tools are getting wet. I’m yelling, “Why, Afragola, why?” But then, I see this little kid splashing in puddles. He’s having the time of his life! I can’t help but laugh. Kids, man. They find joy in everything.
After the rain, the sun comes out, and the streets are all shiny. I decide to take a break and grab a coffee at my favorite spot on Via Napoli. The barista knows my order by heart. I sit down, and this guy next to me starts talking about the local soccer team. He’s all fired up about the last match. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a game!” But I get it. Soccer is life here.
Then, I head back to the workshop, and guess what? My barrels are all warped from the rain! I’m fuming! I mean, come on! I just can’t catch a break today. But then, I remember the mural. I look at Marco’s sketches, and I feel a spark of hope. Maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.
As the sun sets, I’m standing outside my workshop, looking at the mural coming to life. It’s vibrant, it’s Afragola! I feel this wave of pride. I’m part of this community, this crazy, beautiful place.
So yeah, today was a rollercoaster. From smashed thumbs to murals and soccer rants. Afragola, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!