Man, what a day! I swear, being a glazier in Spicchio-Sovigliana is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was anything but.
First off, I grab my tools and head out. I live near Via Roma, so I take my usual route. The streets are kinda narrow, you know? But that’s part of the charm. Spicchio-Sovigliana is this little gem, tucked away in Tuscany. You got the vineyards, the hills, and the old buildings that look like they’ve seen it all. But today? Today was a whole different story.
I get to my first job on Via della Libertà. This lady, let’s call her Maria, she’s got a window that’s been shattered by some random kid playing soccer. I mean, come on! Who lets their kid kick a ball around near glass? Anyway, I’m there, trying to fix it, and she’s just chatting away about her cat, Gigi. I’m like, “Lady, I’m here to fix your window, not hear about your cat’s diet!” But I smile and nod, ya know?
Then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and poops right on my shoulder. Like, seriously? I’m just trying to earn a living here! I laugh it off, but inside, I’m fuming. I mean, who does that? Pigeons in Spicchio-Sovigliana are like little flying ninjas.
After that, I head over to Via Garibaldi. This place is always buzzing. I’m supposed to replace a glass door at this café. The owner, Luca, is a good dude, but he’s always got some wild idea. Today, he wants a door that’s “futuristic.” I’m like, “Dude, it’s a door, not a spaceship!” But whatever, I roll with it.
While I’m working, I hear this commotion outside. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some crazy juggling act. People are gathered around, laughing, and I’m just trying to focus on not cutting my fingers off. But I can’t help it! I peek outside, and this guy drops a flaming torch. The crowd gasps, and I’m like, “Dude, you had one job!”
Finally, I finish up at the café, and I’m feeling pretty good. But then, I get a call. My buddy Marco, who runs a shop on Via dei Mille, needs help. He’s got a broken display window, and it’s a mess. I rush over, and when I get there, I see glass everywhere. It’s like a crime scene!
I start cleaning up, and Marco’s panicking. “What if customers see this?” he says. I’m like, “Bro, it’s Spicchio-Sovigliana! People are chill here.” But he’s not having it. So, I get to work, and as I’m replacing the glass, I accidentally drop a piece. It shatters again. I just stand there, staring at it like, “Really? Again?”
By now, I’m exhausted. I head back home, and I’m walking down Via della Repubblica, just thinking about how crazy today was. I mean, one minute I’m fixing windows, the next I’m dodging pigeon poop and juggling acts.
But then, I see this beautiful sunset over the hills. The sky’s all orange and pink, and for a second, everything feels right. I take a deep breath and think, “Yeah, this is why I love Spicchio-Sovigliana.” It’s chaotic, it’s wild, but it’s home.
So, I get home, kick off my shoes, and plop down on the couch. I’m beat, but I can’t help but smile. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what’ll happen? Just gotta keep my head up and watch out for those pigeons!