Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, Lipomo really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I’m rollin’ down Via Roma, and I swear, the traffic was a nightmare. Like, who taught these drivers how to drive? I mean, c’mon! I’m just tryin’ to get to my shop on Via Garibaldi, and these folks are just sittin’ there, like they’re waiting for a pizza or somethin’. I’m honking, waving my hands, and they’re just staring at their phones. Ugh!
Finally, I get to my stove shop, “Stove Heaven” (yeah, I know, cheesy name). I open up, and guess what? My delivery of parts is late. Like, seriously? I need those parts to finish a custom stove for some fancy chef in Como. I’m already picturing the guy’s face when I tell him, “Sorry, bro, no stove for you.” Not cool, man.
So, I’m pacing around, trying to keep my cool. I decide to take a stroll down to the local café on Via Cavour. Gotta get my caffeine fix, right? I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude named Marco, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, you okay?” He just laughs it off, but I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m gonna smell like coffee all day.”
While I’m waiting, I overhear some locals chatting about the upcoming festival. They’re all hyped about it, and I’m like, “What festival?” Turns out, it’s the Festa di San Giovanni. I’ve lived here forever, and I totally forgot! I’m excited, but also stressed. I gotta finish that stove before the festivities kick off.
Back at the shop, I’m trying to work on a stove design. I’m sketching away, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinkin’ about how Lipomo’s got this vibe, ya know? The mountains in the background, the little streets, the people. It’s like a postcard. But then, BAM! My pencil breaks. Seriously? Just my luck.
I grab a new one, and as I’m drawing, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and there’s this guy on a scooter who just wiped out. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, c’mon, dude! You gotta watch where you’re going! But then I see he’s hurt, and I’m like, “Oh man, that’s not funny.”
I run outside to help him. Turns out, he’s a tourist. He’s all scraped up but laughing it off. “I’m fine, I’m fine!” he says. I’m thinkin’, “You sure, buddy? You look like you just wrestled a bear.” We chat for a bit, and he tells me he’s from Milan. He’s in Lipomo for the views. I’m like, “Dude, you picked the right spot!”
After that, I head back to the shop, and finally, the delivery arrives! I’m so pumped, I could dance. I start unpacking the parts, and they’re perfect. Just what I needed. I’m feeling like a stove-making rockstar.
But then, my phone buzzes. It’s the chef from Como. He’s canceling the order. WHAT?! I’m fuming. I mean, I just busted my butt for this guy! I’m ready to throw my phone out the window. But then I remember, “Chill, man. It’s just business.”
As the day winds down, I take a walk around Lipomo. The sun’s setting, and the streets are lit up. I pass by the little shops, the gelato place on Via Vittorio Emanuele, and I can’t resist. I grab a scoop of pistachio. Best decision ever!
I sit on a bench, enjoying my gelato, and I think about the day. It was wild, emotional, and full of surprises. Lipomo, you crazy little town, you never fail to keep me on my toes. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So, yeah, that was my day. Just another rollercoaster in the life of a stove-maker in Lipomo. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!