Wow, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I’m a librarian, right? And today was just... ugh, intense. I woke up in Marcon-Gaggio-Colmello, which, let me tell ya, is a gem of a place. It’s like this little slice of Italy that’s just bursting with charm. But today? Today was a rollercoaster.
First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down Via Roma, dodging old ladies and their shopping carts. Like, come on, I got books to shelve! I finally get to the library, and guess what? The door’s locked! I’m banging on it like a madman. Turns out, I forgot my keys. Ugh! So, I’m standing there, feeling like a total idiot.
Finally, my coworker, Marco, shows up. He’s all chill, like, “Hey, no worries.” I’m like, “No worries? I’m late!” He just laughs. I swear, he’s got the patience of a saint. Anyway, we get inside, and the smell of old books hits me. It’s like home.
So, I’m organizing the kids’ section, right? And this little kid, Luca, comes in. He’s got this wild hair and a huge grin. He’s like, “Miss, do you have any books about dragons?” I’m like, “Of course! Right over here!” I show him the section, and he’s bouncing around like a pinball. It’s adorable.
But then, outta nowhere, this lady storms in. She’s fuming. Turns out, she’s looking for a book that’s been checked out for ages. She’s ranting about how “people don’t respect the library anymore.” I’m just standing there, trying not to roll my eyes. Like, lady, chill. It’s just a book!
After that drama, I decide to take a break. I head out to Piazza della Libertà. It’s this beautiful square with a fountain and all. I grab a gelato from this little shop on the corner. Best decision ever! I’m sitting there, enjoying my pistachio, when I see this street performer. He’s juggling and singing, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I’m laughing, and for a moment, everything feels right.
But then, my phone buzzes. It’s Marco. “We have a situation,” he texts. My heart drops. What now? I rush back to the library, and there’s a group of teenagers causing chaos. They’re laughing, throwing books around. I’m like, “What the heck, guys?” I try to be the cool librarian, but inside, I’m fuming.
I finally manage to calm them down. I’m like, “You know, these books have feelings too!” They just stare at me, and I’m like, “Okay, that was lame.” But hey, it worked! They picked up the books and left. Phew!
As the day winds down, I’m exhausted. I’m packing up when I notice a book on the floor. It’s a classic, “Il Gattopardo.” I pick it up, and it hits me. This book has been here forever. It’s like a piece of Marcon-Gaggio-Colmello history. I can’t help but smile.
I lock up the library, and as I walk home, I pass by Via Gaggio. The sun’s setting, and everything’s golden. I think about how crazy today was. I mean, who knew being a librarian could be so wild?
So, yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Marcon-Gaggio-Colmello, you’ve got my heart. Even if you drive me nuts sometimes!