Man, what a day! I woke up in Iksan, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m an auctioneer, right? So, I’m used to the hustle and bustle, but today? Phew!
I hit the streets of Iksan, and it was like a scene from a movie. You know, the kinda flick where everything goes wrong? I was headed down the main drag, Wonsam-ro, and I swear, I almost tripped over a street vendor selling tteokbokki. Like, come on, dude! Watch where you’re standing! But then I smelled that spicy goodness, and my stomach was like, “Forget the auction, let’s eat!”
So, I grabbed a quick bite. Best decision ever. I mean, who can resist those chewy rice cakes? Not me! But then, I had to rush to the auction house on Jeonju-ro. Traffic was a nightmare. I was stuck behind this old lady driving like she was in a retirement home race. I was yelling, “C’mon, lady! I got bids to call!”
Finally, I made it. Heart racing, I walk in, and the place is packed. I mean, people everywhere! I could feel the energy. It was electric. But then, I noticed something weird. My gavel was missing! Like, seriously? An auctioneer without a gavel is like a chef without a knife. I was about to lose it.
Turns out, my buddy Minho borrowed it for a “special” auction. Special? More like a disaster waiting to happen. I had to improvise. I grabbed a random wooden spoon from the snack table. Yeah, a spoon! I was like, “Going once, going twice, sold!” with a freakin’ spoon. The crowd loved it. They were laughing, and I was just rolling with it.
But then, the real drama started. This guy, Mr. Kim, he was bidding on this vintage vase. I mean, it was beautiful, but he was way too into it. He kept raising his paddle like he was trying to take off. I was like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a vase!” But he was all in.
Then, outta nowhere, this lady in the back starts yelling, “That’s my grandma’s vase!” I was like, “What?!” Turns out, it was a family heirloom. The whole room went silent. I was sweating bullets. I had to think fast. I said, “Okay, how about we settle this over some bibimbap?”
Everyone laughed, and it broke the tension. We ended up having a mini food fest right there. I mean, who knew an auction could turn into a potluck? Iksan really knows how to bring people together, even in chaos.
After that, I was on a high. I sold a bunch of stuff, and the crowd was hyped. I felt like a rockstar. But then, as I was packing up, I realized I left my phone on the snack table. Panic mode activated! I dashed back, and guess what? It was gone! I was ready to lose it again.
But then, this sweet old lady came up to me. She had my phone! She said, “I thought it was lost, dear.” I was so relieved. I thanked her like a million times. I mean, Iksan’s got some good folks.
By the end of the day, I was exhausted but happy. I walked down the streets of Iksan, feeling the vibe. The sunset was gorgeous over the Iksan Lake. I thought about how crazy life is. One minute you’re losing your gavel, the next you’re making friends over food.
So yeah, that was my day. Intense, emotional, and full of surprises. Iksan, you never cease to amaze me!