Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a bodyguard in Capraia-e-Limite is like a rollercoaster ride, but without the safety bar. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I’m cruisin’ down Via Roma, and I swear, the traffic is worse than a snail race. I’m sittin’ there, just tryin’ to get to my client’s place, and I’m like, “C’mon, people! It’s not rush hour!” But nope, everyone’s movin’ at a glacial pace. I’m already feelin’ the anger bubble up. I mean, I got a job to do, right?
Finally, I get to this fancy villa on Via della Libertà. My client, some big-shot CEO, is throwin’ a party. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need. A bunch of rich folks sippin’ wine and actin’ all high and mighty.” But hey, it’s my job, so I put on my best “I’m serious” face and get to work.
The party’s in full swing. People are laughin’, music’s pumpin’, and I’m just standin’ there like a statue. Then, outta nowhere, I spot this dude. He’s lookin’ shifty, like he just stole a cookie from the jar. I’m like, “What’s this guy up to?” So, I keep my eyes on him.
Next thing I know, he’s makin’ a beeline for my client. My heart’s racin’. I’m thinkin’, “Not on my watch!” I push through the crowd, dodgin’ tipsy guests and spilled drinks. I finally reach him just in time. I grab the guy by the arm and say, “Yo, what’s your deal?”
Turns out, he’s just a fan. A fan? Really? I’m about to throw down, and he just wants an autograph? I’m feelin’ a mix of relief and annoyance. Like, dude, you could’ve just asked nicely!
After that little drama, I’m tryin’ to chill again. But then, I hear this loud crash. I whip around, and some guy just knocked over a table full of snacks. Chips everywhere! I’m talkin’ a full-on snack massacre. I can’t help but laugh. Like, who does that?
As the night goes on, I’m startin’ to feel a bit more relaxed. I even grab a slice of pizza from a vendor on Via Garibaldi. Best pizza I’ve had in ages! I’m munchin’ away, thinkin’ maybe this day ain’t so bad after all.
But then, just when I think I can breathe, I see the shifty guy again. He’s back, and this time he’s got a drink in hand. I’m like, “Oh no, not again.” I’m ready to pounce, but he just raises his glass and says, “Cheers!” I’m so confused. Is he tryin’ to be friendly now?
I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re lucky I’m not in a bad mood.” So, I just nod and keep watchin’. The night drags on, and I’m feelin’ a mix of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster, I swear.
Finally, the party winds down. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. Capraia-e-Limite is wild, man. The streets, the people, the unexpected twists. It’s a small town, but it’s got a big heart.
As I head home, I’m thinkin’ about all the craziness. I love this job, even with all the chaos. Capraia-e-Limite, you keep me on my toes! Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.