Man, what a day! I swear, Vitulazio is a wild ride. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, just another day in this little gem of a town. But nah, the universe had other plans.
So, I’m out on Via Roma, right? Just setting up my live ad gig. I’m all pumped, got my gear ready, and then boom! A pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing pad. Like, seriously? I’m not a statue! I’m flapping my arms like a maniac, and this bird just looks at me like, “What’s your problem, dude?”
Anyway, I finally shake it off and get to work. The sun’s shining, people are buzzing around the piazza, and I’m feeling good. I start my pitch, and folks are actually stopping to listen. I’m talking about the best pizza in town, you know, the one at Pizzeria Da Michele on Via Napoli. I mean, who can resist that?
But then, outta nowhere, this guy yells, “Pizza? I’m on a diet!” Like, come on, man! It’s pizza! You can’t just diet your way through life. I shot back, “Dude, it’s a cheat day! Live a little!” He just rolled his eyes and walked away. Ugh, some people just don’t get it.
Then, I’m trying to get back on track, and I see this cute dog. I mean, it’s adorable! A little fluffy thing, probably a mix of everything. I’m like, “Aww, look at that!” And the owner, this old lady, starts chatting me up about her dog’s diet. I’m thinking, “Lady, I’m trying to sell pizza here, not dog food!” But she’s sweet, so I nod along.
After that, I head down to Via San Giovanni. It’s a bit quieter there, but I’m still hustling. I’m trying to catch people’s attention, and this group of teenagers walks by. They’re blasting music from their phone, and I’m like, “Hey, can I get a little volume over here?” They laugh and start dancing. I mean, who doesn’t love a spontaneous dance party?
But then, just as I’m getting into it, I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me, right? I go down hard, and my gear goes flying. I’m sprawled out like a starfish, and everyone’s staring. I’m mortified! But then, the teens come over, help me up, and one of them says, “Dude, that was epic!” I can’t help but laugh.
So, I dust myself off and keep going. I’m finally getting some traction, and people are starting to gather. I’m hyped! But then, the sky decides to open up. Like, seriously? It’s sunny one minute, and the next, I’m dodging raindrops like it’s a game. I’m yelling, “Come on, Vitulazio! Not now!”
I duck into a café on Via Garibaldi. I grab a quick espresso, trying to regroup. The barista, this young guy, is super chill. He’s like, “You need a break, man.” I’m like, “Yeah, but I gotta sell this pizza!” He just laughs and hands me a pastry. I mean, who can say no to that?
Finally, the rain stops, and I’m back out there. I’m feeling like a warrior, ready to conquer the streets of Vitulazio. I start shouting about the pizza again, and this time, people are actually stopping. I’m in my element!
But then, I see a couple arguing across the street. It’s getting heated, and I’m thinking, “Dude, not in public!” But then, the guy pulls out a slice of pizza from his bag and offers it to her. She takes it, and just like that, the fight’s over. I’m standing there, mouth agape. Pizza really does solve everything!
As the sun sets, I’m wrapping up my day. I’m exhausted but happy. I made some sales, had some laughs, and even tripped like a pro. Vitulazio, you crazy little town, you never fail to surprise me. I can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow!