Man, what a day! I swear, being a cashier in San-Giuseppe is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I roll into work at the supermarket on Via Roma, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First customer walks in. This lady, I swear, she’s got a cart full of stuff. Like, who needs 10 jars of tomato sauce? We’re not in a pasta apocalypse, lady! Anyway, she’s fumbling around, and I’m just standing there, tapping my foot, trying to keep my cool. I mean, it’s not like I’m a magician. I can’t make her find her wallet faster.
Then, boom! The power goes out. Just like that. Lights flicker, registers go dark. I’m standing there like a deer in headlights. The whole store goes silent. You could hear a pin drop. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just great. Now I’m stuck in the dark with a tomato sauce hoarder.”
But wait, it gets better. The backup generator kicks in, but it’s like a dying cat. Makes this weird noise, and I’m like, “Is this how I go out? In a supermarket, surrounded by pasta sauce?”
Finally, the lights come back on. I’m relieved, but then I see the line. It’s like a scene from a horror movie. People are glaring at me like I’m the reason for the blackout. I’m just a cashier, not a wizard!
Next up, this dude comes in. He’s got a huge smile, and I’m thinkin’, “Finally, some good vibes!” He’s buying a ton of snacks. Chips, candy, you name it. I’m like, “You throwin’ a party or what?” He laughs and says, “Nah, just a Tuesday.” I love that energy!
But then, outta nowhere, this kid starts crying. Like, full-on meltdown. I look over, and the poor kid dropped his gelato on the floor. I feel for him, man. I mean, who hasn’t had a gelato disaster? So, I grab a free sample cup and give it to him. His face lights up like it’s Christmas. That made my day, honestly.
Then, I get this old guy, Mr. Rossi, who comes in every week. He’s a legend. Always tells me stories about the old days in San-Giuseppe. He’s like, “Back in my day, we didn’t have all these fancy stores. Just a market on Via Garibaldi.” I love hearing his tales. Makes me appreciate this crazy town more.
But then, just when I think it can’t get crazier, a pigeon flies in. Yup, a pigeon. It’s flapping around like it owns the place. Customers are freaking out, and I’m just standing there, laughing. Like, “What’s next? A cat?”
Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. San-Giuseppe is wild, man. From the narrow streets of Via Mazzini to the bustling piazza, it’s full of surprises. I love this place, even on the craziest days.
As I clock out, I think about tomorrow. Who knows what’ll happen? But one thing’s for sure: I’ll be ready for anything. Bring it on, San-Giuseppe!