Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a lumberjack in Sunnyhills is a wild ride. Woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day, ya know? But nah, life had other plans.
First off, I’m cruisin’ down Pakuranga Rd, right? The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, BAM! Traffic jam outta nowhere. Like, c’mon, it’s a Tuesday! I’m sittin’ there, fumin’ like a kettle. Turns out some dude in a flashy car decided to show off. Classic.
Finally get to the site, and it’s a whole mess. My crew’s already there, but they’re all lookin’ at me like I’m the bad guy. “Where ya been, mate?” they ask. I’m like, “Stuck in traffic, ya know?” But they just laugh. I swear, they think it’s a joke.
So we start choppin’ wood, right? And I’m swingin’ my axe like a pro. But then, outta nowhere, I slip on some mud. I go down hard, like a tree fallin’ in slow-mo. My mates are crackin’ up, and I’m just layin’ there, covered in muck. “Real classy, bro,” one of ‘em says. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up.”
After that, we take a break at the local café on the corner of Sunnyhills Rd and East Tamaki Rd. Best flat whites in town, I swear. I grab a bite, and the barista, she’s a real gem. She’s got this smile that could light up the whole place. I’m tryin’ to flirt, but I’m just a lumberjack, not a smooth talker. I end up spillin’ my coffee all over the counter. “Nice one, champ,” I think to myself.
Then, I get a call from my mate, Dave. He’s in a bit of a pickle. He’s stuck at the Sunnyhills Shopping Centre. Apparently, he tried to impress some girl and ended up locked in the bathroom. I’m laughin’ so hard, I can barely breathe. “Dude, how do you even manage that?” I ask. He’s like, “Just come get me!”
So I hop in my truck and zoom over. The streets are packed, and I’m dodgin’ cars like I’m in a video game. Finally get to the shopping centre, and there’s Dave, lookin’ like a lost puppy. I can’t help but laugh. “You good, mate?” I ask. He just shakes his head, all embarrassed.
We head back to the site, and the sun’s settin’. It’s a beautiful sight, man. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m feelin’ grateful. But then, outta nowhere, a storm rolls in. Like, seriously? I’m thinkin’ we’re gonna get soaked. And guess what? We do. Rain’s comin’ down like it’s tryin’ to drown us.
We pack up quick, and I’m soaked to the bone. But I can’t help but laugh. “What a day, huh?” I say to my crew. They’re all noddin’, still chucklin’ about Dave’s bathroom adventure.
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. But I can’t stop smilin’. Sunnyhills, man. It’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a lumberjack, right?