Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barber in Raseiniai is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the shop on Maironio street, coffee in hand, ready to tackle whatever comes my way. First off, the weather? Ugh, classic Lithuania. One minute it’s sunny, next it’s pouring. Like, can’t a guy catch a break?
So, I’m setting up my station, right? And in walks this dude, hair all over the place, looking like he just survived a tornado. I’m like, “Bro, what happened? Did you lose a fight with a lawnmower?” He laughs, says he just got back from a fishing trip at the Raseiniai lake. I mean, who goes fishing and comes back looking like that? But hey, I’m not judging. I’m just here to make him look fresh.
While I’m chopping away, I hear this commotion outside. Turns out, it’s a bunch of kids playing football on Gedimino street. They’re yelling, laughing, and I’m just thinking, “Man, I wish I could join them.” But nah, gotta focus on this guy’s hair. He’s telling me about his big catch, and I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome! But your hair? Not so much.”
Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Tomas walks in. He’s got this wild idea to start a barbershop choir. I’m like, “Tomas, are you serious? We can barely sing in the shower!” But he’s all hyped up, saying we could perform at the Raseiniai Culture Center. I mean, can you imagine? A bunch of barbers belting out tunes? Hilarious!
So, I finish up with the dude, and he looks in the mirror, eyes wide. “Man, I look like a new man!” he says. I’m grinning ear to ear. That’s what it’s all about, right? Making people feel good. But then, just as he’s about to leave, he drops his wallet. I’m like, “Dude, your wallet!” But he’s already out the door, running after the bus on Kauno street. Classic.
Next up, this lady comes in. She’s got this wild hairdo, like she just walked out of a 90s music video. I’m trying to keep a straight face, but inside, I’m cracking up. She wants a trim, but I’m thinking, “Lady, you could start a trend with that hair!” We chat about the best places to eat in Raseiniai. She swears by the kebabs at the corner of Vytauto street. I gotta check that out.
Then, my phone buzzes. It’s my sister, asking if I can pick up some groceries. I’m like, “Sis, I’m in the middle of a haircut!” But she’s relentless. So, I finish up with the lady, and she leaves looking fab. I’m feeling good, but then I realize I’ve got no time to spare.
I dash outta the shop, running down the streets of Raseiniai. I swear, I’ve never seen so many people out and about. It’s like a festival! I’m weaving through the crowd, dodging kids, old folks, and even a dog that looks like it’s on a mission. I finally hit the store on J. Basanavičiaus street, grab the groceries, and boom! I’m outta there.
But wait, there’s more! As I’m heading back, I see this old man sitting on a bench. He’s got this huge smile, and I can’t help but stop. We start chatting about the good ol’ days in Raseiniai. He tells me stories about the town, how it’s changed, and I’m just soaking it all in. It’s moments like these that make me love this place.
Finally, I get back to the shop, and it’s packed. Everyone’s buzzing, and I’m like, “What did I miss?” Turns out, Tomas actually got a few guys to join his choir idea. They’re all laughing and singing, and I’m just standing there, shaking my head. “What have I gotten myself into?”
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but happy. Raseiniai, man. It’s wild, it’s unpredictable, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I close up the shop, take a deep breath, and think, “Tomorrow’s another day.” Can’t wait to see what it brings!