Wow, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up in Sarmeola, right? You know, that little gem near Padova. I mean, it’s cute and all, but today? Ugh.
First off, I spilled coffee all over my favorite shirt. Like, come on! It’s a Monday, I need my caffeine fix! I was running late, ofc. Had to rush outta my apartment on Via Roma. I swear, I almost tripped over my own feet. Classic me.
So, I hop on the bus, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m squished between this dude who smells like he just rolled outta a cheese factory and a lady with a million shopping bags. I mean, who needs that many bags? We’re not in a fashion show, lady!
Finally, I get to the office on Via Marconi. I’m thinking, “Okay, let’s do this.” But nope! My boss, Mr. Grumpy Pants, is already in a mood. He’s like, “Where’s the report?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s 9 AM!” Chill out!
Then, the fire alarm goes off. Seriously? In the middle of my morning chaos? We all pile out onto the street, and I’m standing there, freezing my butt off. I look around, and there’s this cute little café across the street. I’m like, “I need a pastry!” But no, we’re stuck outside.
After what felt like an eternity, we’re allowed back in. I grab my stuff, and guess what? My computer won’t turn on. Great. Just great. I’m about to lose it. I mean, it’s Sarmeola, not the end of the world, but still!
Lunchtime rolls around, and I decide to treat myself. I head to this little pizzeria on Via della Libertà. Best pizza ever! I order a margherita, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m feeling good again. But then, I see a pigeon. And this pigeon? It’s eyeing my pizza like it’s a five-star meal. I’m like, “Back off, bird!”
After lunch, I get back to work, and my coworker, Lisa, tells me about this new gelato place that just opened. I’m like, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” So, we plan to go after work.
But then, the printer jams. Ugh! I’m wrestling with it like it’s a wild animal. I’m sweating, cursing under my breath. Finally, I get it to work, but I’m pretty sure I aged ten years in that fight.
The day drags on, and I’m just counting down the minutes. Finally, it’s 5 PM! Freedom! I grab my stuff and head out. Lisa and I make our way to that gelato place on Via Venezia. It’s packed, but we wait.
And OMG, the gelato is to die for! I get pistachio and chocolate. I’m in heaven again. We sit outside, enjoying the warm evening. Sarmeola looks beautiful at sunset. The streets are buzzing, people are laughing, and I’m just soaking it all in.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, really rain. We dash for cover, laughing like crazy. I mean, what else can you do? We end up in a little shop, and I buy a ridiculous umbrella with flamingos on it. Totally unnecessary, but I love it!
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted but happy. Sarmeola, with all its quirks, is my kinda place. Sure, today was a rollercoaster, but that’s life, right? I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So, here I am, sprawled on my couch, thinking about tomorrow. Bring it on, Sarmeola! I’m ready for ya!