Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in my tiny apartment on Cheonggyecheon-ro, right? The sun’s blaring through my window like it’s got a vendetta against my sleep. Ugh. I roll outta bed, grab some instant coffee, and head out.
First stop, the construction site on Gwangjang-ro. I’m an estimator, so I’m all about numbers and budgets. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I get there, and the foreman’s like, “Yo, we’re over budget!” I’m like, “Dude, what do you mean?” Turns out, they ordered the wrong materials. Like, how do you mess that up? I mean, c’mon!
So, I’m standing there, trying to keep my cool. I’m sweating bullets, and it’s not even noon yet. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be a long day.” I take a deep breath, and I’m like, “Alright, let’s fix this.” I start crunching numbers on my phone, trying to salvage the project.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m dodging puddles on the sidewalk of Dongdaemun, and I’m just like, “Great, just great.” I’m soaked, my papers are ruined, and I’m still trying to figure out how to save this job.
But then, I see this little food stall on the corner of Euljiro. You know the one? The one with the spicy tteokbokki? I can’t resist. I grab a plate, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m standing there, scarfing it down, and suddenly, life doesn’t seem so bad. I mean, who can be mad while eating tteokbokki, right?
After that, I head back to the site, feeling a bit better. But then, I get hit with another curveball. The client shows up. And he’s not happy. He’s pacing around like a caged tiger, and I’m just standing there, trying to look professional. He’s like, “This better not delay the project!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m not the one ordering the wrong stuff!”
I manage to calm him down, though. I throw in some fancy jargon about cost-effective solutions and timelines. He seems to buy it. Phew! I’m sweating again, but this time it’s from relief.
Finally, the day winds down. I’m walking back home along the Han River, and the sunset is just gorgeous. The sky’s all pink and orange, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe today wasn’t a total disaster.” I stop at a little park by the river, sit on a bench, and just breathe.
But then, I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re having a blast, and I can’t help but smile. I think about how life’s all about these little moments, ya know?
So, I head home, exhausted but kinda happy. I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a day.” I mean, Hongch-on can be wild, but it’s my wild. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade it for anything.