Man, what a day! I swear, Tholen really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I’m up early, like, way too early, right? I’m a machine milking operator, so my life revolves around cows and machines. Sounds boring? Nah, it’s wild sometimes.
First off, I’m driving down the Kade, and I’m jamming to some tunes. The sun’s just peeking over the horizon, and it’s kinda beautiful, ya know? But then, bam! A flock of ducks decides to cross the road. Like, seriously? Who do they think they are? I slam on the brakes, and my coffee goes flying. Great start, right?
So, I finally get to the farm on the Hoofdstraat. The cows are chillin’, but the milking machine? Nah, it’s not having it today. It’s making this weird noise, like a cat trying to cough up a hairball. I’m like, “C’mon, not today!” I’m sweating bullets, trying to fix it.
Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Jan shows up. He’s always got some crazy stories. He starts talking about this time he got lost in the polder. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t even find your way to the pub!” We both crack up, and for a sec, I forget about the machine. But then it starts again. Ugh!
After finally getting the machine to work, I’m milking these cows, and it’s kinda zen. Just me, the cows, and the rhythm of the machine. But then, I hear this loud bang outside. I freak out! I run out, and it’s just some kids playing with fireworks. I’m like, “You little rascals! It’s not even dark yet!”
Later, I decide to take a break and grab a snack at the local bakery on the Markt. Best stroopwafels in town, no joke! I’m munching away, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the history of Tholen, how it used to be an island and all that. I’m nodding, but honestly, I’m just thinking about how good these waffles are.
Then, I head over to the harbor. The view is stunning! The boats, the water, the whole vibe. I’m feeling good, but then I see my ex. Great. Just great. She’s with some dude, and they look all cozy. I’m like, “Why today?” I try to act cool, but inside, I’m like a tornado of emotions.
I decide to just walk it off, so I stroll down the Langeweg. The houses are all cute and stuff, but I’m still fuming. I mean, why does she have to be here? I’m trying to enjoy my day!
Finally, I head back to the farm, and guess what? The milking machine breaks again! I’m ready to throw it out the window. I’m yelling at it like it’s a person. “Why can’t you just work?!” My boss walks in, and he’s like, “You good, mate?” I just laugh. What else can I do?
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I drive home, and I’m thinking about all the craziness. Tholen, man. It’s a small town, but it’s got its quirks. I love it, but some days, it drives me nuts.
So yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, just like the milking machine. But hey, that’s life, right?