Man, what a day! I swear, Richmond (NZ) has a way of throwin’ curveballs at ya. I woke up thinkin’ it’d be just another boring day as an insurance agent. You know, the usual chit-chat about policies and claims. But nah, Richmond had other plans.
First off, I hit the road down Queen St. Traffic was a nightmare! Like, come on, people! It’s not rush hour, it’s just a Tuesday! I was already late for my first appointment. My client, old Mr. Thompson, was waitin’ at the café on the corner of Wensley Rd. I zoomed in, parked like a pro (if I do say so myself), and rushed in.
Mr. Thompson was there, sippin’ his flat white, lookin’ all chill. I’m like, “Dude, I’m so sorry!” He just chuckled and said, “You’re lucky I like my coffee hot.” Classic Thompson. We got to talkin’ about his home insurance, and he started ramblin’ about his cat, Whiskers. Apparently, Whiskers has a knack for knockin’ over his prized garden gnomes. I mean, who knew cats could be such little devils?
After that, I headed down to the Richmond Mall. I needed to grab some lunch. I thought, “Hey, let’s treat myself!” So I hit up the food court. I was eyein’ some mean fish and chips. But guess what? The line was longer than the wait for a new iPhone! I was like, “Seriously? It’s just fish!”
While I was waitin’, I bumped into Sarah from the gym. She’s always so peppy, it’s kinda annoying. She starts talkin’ about her new workout routine, and I’m just nodding, thinkin’ about that fish. Finally, I get my food, and it’s like heaven in a paper box. I devoured it like I hadn’t eaten in days.
Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s a claim from a client in Stoke. Their house got flooded. I’m like, “Great, just what I need!” So I hop in my car and zoom over. The streets were a mess, man. I took a wrong turn on Salisbury Rd and ended up in some random neighborhood. I was like, “Where the heck am I?”
Finally, I found my way to the house. The sight was brutal. Water everywhere! The family was stressed, and I felt for them. I did my best to reassure them, but inside, I was freakin’ out. I mean, how do you explain insurance jargon when people are just lookin’ at you with those big, sad eyes?
After that, I needed a breather. I drove to the Richmond Aquatic Centre. Just sat there for a bit, watchin’ the kids splash around. It was kinda nice, you know? Made me smile. Kids are so carefree. I thought about my own childhood, runnin’ around without a care in the world.
But then, my phone buzzed again. It was my boss. “We need to talk about your numbers.” Ugh, not now! I was just tryin’ to enjoy the moment! I mean, can’t a guy catch a break?
So I headed back to the office, and let me tell ya, the mood was tense. Everyone was stressed about targets and deadlines. I just wanted to scream, “It’s just insurance, people!” But I kept it cool. I cracked a few jokes, tried to lighten the mood.
By the end of the day, I was exhausted. I drove home down the back roads, takin’ in the sunset over the hills. Richmond looked beautiful, all golden and serene. I thought, “Maybe this place ain’t so bad after all.”
Got home, kicked off my shoes, and plopped on the couch. I was beat. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade this crazy job for anything. Richmond keeps me on my toes, and I kinda love it. Here’s to more wild days ahead!