Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an abrasive blaster in Shisui is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’, birds chirpin’, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shisui’s main drag, Route 464. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I swear, that coffee is like rocket fuel. I’m chugging it down, and boom! I spill some on my shirt. Great start, right? I’m lookin’ like a hot mess already.
So, I roll over to the job site. It’s this old warehouse near the Shisui River. You know, the one that’s been there since forever? I’m all pumped to blast away the grime. But then, I see it. A bunch of kids playing near the site. Like, seriously? Can’t they find a better spot? I’m about to go full-on grumpy old man, but then I remember my own childhood. I used to run wild too. So, I chill out.
I fire up the blaster, and man, the noise is insane! It’s like a rock concert, but with more dust. I’m blasting away, and it feels good. The grit flies everywhere, and I’m in my zone. But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji shows up. He’s got this goofy grin, and I’m like, “Dude, what’s up?” He’s all hyped about some new ramen shop opening on Shisui’s backstreets. I’m like, “Ramen? Now? I’m covered in dust!” But he’s relentless.
So, we take a break. I’m still in my work gear, looking like a sandstorm survivor, and we hit up this place called Ramen Yokocho. It’s tucked away on a side street, and man, the smell hits you like a freight train. I order the spicy tonkotsu, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping like there’s no tomorrow. Kenji’s laughing at me, but I don’t care. Best ramen ever!
After lunch, I head back to the site, and guess what? The kids are still there! Now they’re throwing rocks into the river. I’m like, “Hey, be careful!” But they just laugh. Kids these days, right? I’m trying to focus, but they’re distracting me. I’m blasting away, and I swear, I almost blasted a rock back at them. That would’ve been a disaster.
Then, outta nowhere, my blaster jams. Like, seriously? I’m wrestling with it, and it’s not budging. I’m sweating bullets, and I’m about to lose it. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to my boss. But then, I take a deep breath. I remember the view of the river, the cherry blossoms in the distance. It’s beautiful here.
Finally, I get it working again. I’m back in action, and I’m blasting like a madman. Dust everywhere! I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I hear a loud crash. I turn around, and one of the kids knocked over a stack of old crates. I’m like, “Oh no, not again!” But instead of getting mad, I just laugh. Kids will be kids, right?
As the sun starts to set, I wrap up for the day. I’m exhausted but happy. I stroll down the streets of Shisui, feeling the vibe. The neon lights start to flicker on, and it’s like the city comes alive. I pass by the Shisui Shrine, and it’s peaceful. I stop for a moment, just taking it all in.
Today was wild. I was angry, I was happy, I was surprised. But that’s life, right? Just a crazy ride through the streets of Shisui. I can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow.