Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a bookmaker in Susa is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. One minute you’re chillin’, the next you’re dodging chaos like it’s a game of dodgeball.
So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a breeze.” Ha! Little did I know. I grab my espresso from that tiny café on Via Roma. You know the one? The barista there, Marco, he’s got the best coffee in town. I swear, it’s like liquid gold. But today, he spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?!”
Anyway, I head to my shop on Corso Stati Uniti. It’s a cozy little spot, but man, it gets wild during game days. I set up my boards, all ready for the bets to roll in. But then, outta nowhere, this guy bursts in. He’s all frantic, waving his arms like he’s trying to take off. Turns out, he’s just lost a bet on the local soccer team. I mean, c’mon, it’s Susa! You gotta know better than to bet against the home team!
So, I’m tryin’ to calm him down, right? But he’s not having it. He starts yelling about how the ref was blind or something. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a game!” But he storms out, and I’m left there, shaking my head.
Then, it gets crazier. My buddy Luca, he rolls in with this wild idea. He wants to set up a betting pool for the next big festival in Susa. You know, the one on the Piazza della Repubblica? It’s a blast! But I’m thinkin’, “Luca, you sure about this?” He’s all hyped, talkin’ about how we could make a fortune. I’m like, “Yeah, or we could end up in the doghouse.”
But whatever, I’m in. We start brainstorming, and I’m feelin’ pumped. Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just like that! I’m sittin’ there in the dark, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” I can hear the street outside, people are still livin’ it up, but I’m stuck in my shop, tryin’ to figure out how to take bets with no lights.
Finally, the power comes back, and I’m ready to roll. But then, I get a call from my cousin. He’s in a panic. Apparently, he bet on a horse race, and the horse just… didn’t show up. I’m like, “What do you mean it didn’t show?!” He’s rambling about how it was a conspiracy or something. I’m just laughin’ at this point.
As the day goes on, I’m feelin’ all sorts of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised. It’s like a soap opera, but with more bets and less drama. I even had a couple of regulars come in, and they’re all talkin’ about the best pizza in Susa. I’m like, “Guys, it’s all about that slice on Via Cavour!”
By the time the sun sets, I’m exhausted. But I can’t help but smile. Susa’s got this vibe, ya know? The streets are alive, the people are wild, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I pack up my stuff, ready to head home, and I think about all the craziness.
Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what’ll happen? But one thing’s for sure: in Susa, you gotta be ready for anything.