Man, what a day! I swear, Ravenna really knows how to throw a curveball. I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring audit day. You know, numbers, spreadsheets, the usual snooze-fest. But nah, Ravenna had other plans for me.
First off, I’m strolling down Via di Roma, right? The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. I mean, who wouldn’t? This city is like a postcard. The mosaics, the history, the vibe—totally rad. But then, BAM! I step in some dog poop. Like, seriously? Who lets their dog do that in the middle of the street? I’m hopping around like a lunatic, trying to shake it off. Great start, right?
So, I finally get to the office, and my boss is like, “Hey, we need to audit this new client.” I’m thinking, “Great, more work.” But then I find out it’s a gelato shop on Via Cavour. I mean, come on! Who wouldn’t want to audit gelato? I’m already dreaming of pistachio and stracciatella.
I get there, and it’s packed. People everywhere, kids screaming, and the smell—oh man, the smell! It’s like heaven in a cone. I’m trying to focus on the numbers, but all I can think about is how I need to try every flavor. I’m scribbling notes, but my mind’s like, “Dude, just get some gelato already!”
Then, outta nowhere, this kid bumps into me. Ice cream everywhere! I’m covered in chocolate fudge. I’m like, “Really, kid? You had one job!” But he just laughs and runs off. I can’t help but chuckle too. It’s kinda funny, right?
After that, I’m trying to clean up, and I head to the bathroom. It’s in this old building on Via San Vitale. The walls are covered in these ancient mosaics. I’m standing there, staring at them, and I’m like, “Wow, this is art.” But then I remember I’m late for the meeting. Ugh!
I rush back, and my boss is fuming. “Where were you?” I’m like, “Dude, gelato and mosaics, you wouldn’t get it.” He rolls his eyes. Classic.
The meeting goes on, and I’m trying to keep it together. But then, the owner of the gelato shop starts talking about his secret recipes. I’m all ears! He mentions using local ingredients from the markets on Via Mazzini. I’m thinking, “This guy gets it.”
Suddenly, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Let’s hit the beach later!” I’m torn. Work or beach? Work or beach? I mean, it’s Ravenna! The beaches are stunning! But I can’t just bail on the audit.
Finally, I wrap up, and I’m outta there. I sprint to the beach, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The sun’s setting, the waves are crashing, and I’m just soaking it all in. I grab a gelato (obviously) and plop down on the sand. Life is good, man.
But then, I see a seagull swoop down and snatch my gelato! I’m like, “No way!” I chase after it, but it’s too late. That bird’s got my dessert. I’m laughing and cursing at the same time. Only in Ravenna, right?
As the sun dips below the horizon, I realize today was wild. From dog poop to gelato disasters, it was a rollercoaster. Ravenna, you crazy city, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!