Man, what a day! I swear, Musile-di-Piave threw me for a loop. I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring day as an estimator. You know, crunching numbers, checking out sites, the usual. But nah, the universe had other plans.
First off, I hit the road on Via Roma. Traffic was a nightmare! Like, come on, people! It’s not rush hour, it’s just a Tuesday! I was stuck behind this old dude in a tiny Fiat. He was going 20 in a 50 zone. I mean, what’s the deal? I could’ve walked faster!
Finally, I get to the site on Via Garibaldi. It’s a new construction, and I’m pumped to check it out. But guess what? The foreman, Marco, is nowhere to be found. I’m standing there like an idiot, looking at blueprints, and all I can think is, “Where the heck is Marco?” Turns out, he was at the bar down the street. Classic Marco, right?
So, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Piazza della Libertà. Best decision ever! The barista, this cool guy named Luca, makes the best cappuccino. I’m talking frothy, creamy goodness. I’m sipping it, feeling all fancy, when suddenly, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush out, and there’s a delivery truck that just backed into a lamppost. Like, seriously? Who’s driving that thing?
I’m trying to be all professional, but I can’t help but laugh. The driver gets out, looking like he just saw a ghost. I mean, it’s a lamppost, not a unicorn! I tell him, “Hey man, at least you didn’t hit a person!” He just stares at me like I’m nuts.
After that, I head back to the site. Finally, Marco shows up, and he’s all like, “Sorry, mate! Had to grab a quick drink!” I’m thinking, “Dude, we’re on the clock!” But whatever, I roll with it. We start going over the plans, and I’m trying to explain the estimates. But he keeps interrupting me with stories about his weekend. I’m like, “Marco, focus! We’re losing money here!”
Then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I mean, it’s like the sky opened up. We scramble to cover the materials, and I’m soaked. My shirt’s clinging to me like a second skin. I’m standing there, drenched, and I can’t help but laugh. This is ridiculous!
By the time the rain stops, I’m in a mood. I decide to take a walk along the Piave River. It’s beautiful, honestly. The sun peeks out, and the water sparkles. I take a deep breath, trying to chill. But then I see this group of kids jumping into the river. I’m like, “Are you serious? It’s freezing!” But they’re having the time of their lives. Makes me think about how simple things can be.
I finally head back to the office, and I’m exhausted. I sit down, and my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna grab a drink. I’m like, “Heck yes!” I need to unwind after this crazy day.
We hit up this bar on Via Venezia. It’s got this chill vibe, and the beer is cold. I’m telling him all about my day, and he’s cracking up. “Only you, man! Only you!” he says. I can’t help but smile.
As I head home, I think about Musile-di-Piave. It’s a small town, but it’s got character. The streets, the people, the unexpected moments. It’s chaotic, but it’s home. And honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
What a day, right? Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!