Man, what a day! I swear, being a bodyguard in Urgnano is like being in a freakin' action movie, but without the cool stunts. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Yeah, right.
First off, I’m on my way to meet my client at the Piazza della Libertà. It’s this cute little square, you know? But as I’m walking down Via Roma, I spot this dude acting all shady. Like, come on, bro, it’s Urgnano, not a crime scene from a bad flick. I keep my eyes on him, heart racing a bit. Turns out, he’s just a guy trying to sell some knockoff sunglasses. Phew! I almost went full-on bodyguard mode for a pair of fake Ray-Bans.
So, I finally get to the piazza, and my client is late. Typical. I’m standing there, looking like a lost puppy, when I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I rush over, help her out, and she’s like, “Grazie, giovane!” I’m thinking, “Yeah, I’m a hero today!” But then, she starts telling me her life story. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I gotta protect a VIP here!”
Finally, my client shows up, and he’s all flustered. “Sorry, traffic!” he says. Traffic? In Urgnano? It’s a small town! I mean, how much traffic can you have? Anyway, we start walking down Via Garibaldi, and I’m keeping my eyes peeled. You never know, right?
Then, outta nowhere, this group of kids runs past us, playing soccer. One of them kicks the ball, and it goes straight for my client. I dive in, like, “Not on my watch!” I save the day again, but now I’m on the ground, looking like a fool. The kids are laughing, and I’m just lying there, thinking, “Great, I’m a bodyguard and a human shield.”
After that, we head to this café on Via Cavour. I’m thinking, “Finally, a coffee!” But no, my client orders this fancy drink that looks like a science experiment. I’m just trying to keep it together while he’s sipping on his “Caramel Macchiato with a twist.” I’m like, “Dude, it’s just coffee!”
Then, the mood shifts. We get a call about a potential threat. My heart drops. We rush outta there, and I’m scanning the streets like a hawk. Urgnano’s got its charm, but it can get sketchy. We duck into a side alley, and I’m thinking, “This is it. This is how I go down.”
But it turns out to be a false alarm. Just some guy arguing with his girlfriend. I’m relieved but also kinda annoyed. I mean, I could’ve been enjoying my coffee!
As the day goes on, we hit up the Castello di Urgnano. It’s this old castle, super cool, but I’m still on edge. I’m supposed to be protecting my client, but I can’t help but admire the view. The hills, the sunset, it’s all so beautiful. I’m thinking, “Why can’t every day be like this?”
But then, just as I’m getting lost in the moment, my client gets a text. He looks pale. “We gotta go,” he says. I’m like, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a rumor going around about a protest. Great. Just what I need.
We rush back to the car, and I’m driving like a maniac through the streets. I’m dodging pedestrians, and I swear, I almost hit a pigeon. I’m yelling, “Move it, people!” I’m not proud of it, but hey, survival of the fittest, right?
Finally, we make it back to safety. I’m sweating, heart racing, and my client’s like, “Thanks, man.” I’m just thinking, “Yeah, no problem. Just another day in Urgnano.”
As I head home, I can’t help but laugh. What a wild ride! I mean, who knew being a bodyguard could be this crazy? Urgnano, you’ve got my heart racing, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life, I guess!