Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a butcher in Kielce is no walk in the park. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the fresh cuts I gotta prep. I live near ul. Sienkiewicza, so I grab my coffee from that little café on the corner. You know the one? The barista’s always got a smile, even at 6 AM.
Anyway, I get to the shop, and it’s like a scene from a horror movie. The fridge is on the fritz! I’m talkin’ meat sweatin’ like it’s in a sauna. I’m like, “Great, just what I need!” I call the repair guy, and he’s like, “I’ll be there in an hour.” An hour? I could’ve butchered a whole cow in that time!
So, I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, right? I start slicing some pork chops, and this lady walks in. She’s all like, “Do you have any organic meat?” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I’m in Kielce, not some fancy city!” But I smile and say, “Sure, we got some fresh stuff.” I mean, who doesn’t love a good chop, right?
Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Tomek shows up. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe it! I saw a goat on ul. Żytnia!” I’m like, “A goat? In the city?” He’s all serious, “Yeah, man! Just chillin’ like it’s no big deal.” I can’t even. Only in Kielce, right?
So, I’m back to work, and the repair guy finally shows up. He’s this old dude, looks like he’s seen better days. He opens the fridge, takes one look, and says, “Yup, it’s dead.” I’m like, “Great, just great.” Now I gotta deal with this mess.
But then, the day takes a turn. A couple of kids come in, all excited. They’re like, “Mister, can we help?” I’m thinkin’, “Sure, why not?” So, I let them wrap some sausages. They’re giggling, makin’ a mess, but it’s kinda cute. Reminds me of when I was a kid, runnin’ around the market on ul. 1 Maja.
Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my sister. She’s like, “Hey, I’m in town! Let’s grab a drink!” I’m like, “Heck yeah!” So, I close up shop early. I mean, who can resist a good time, right?
We hit up this bar on ul. Krakowska. It’s packed! Everyone’s laughin’, drinkin’, and I’m just happy to be off my feet. My sister orders some weird cocktail, and I’m like, “What’s in that?” She just shrugs. “Tastes good, though!”
As the night goes on, I’m feelin’ good. We’re talkin’ about old times, and I’m laughin’ so hard I almost spill my drink. Then, I see this guy across the bar. He’s wearin’ a Kielce football jersey, and I’m like, “Hey, go Kielce!” He looks at me like I’m crazy. I guess not everyone’s a fan, huh?
But then, BAM! The lights go out. Just like that. Everyone’s like, “What the heck?” I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need!” But then, the bartender starts singin’ some old Polish song, and everyone joins in. It’s wild! We’re all just a bunch of strangers, but in that moment, we’re family.
Finally, the lights come back on, and I’m like, “What a day!” I head home, still buzzin’ from the drinks and the fun. I can’t help but think about how crazy life is in Kielce. One minute, I’m dealin’ with meat, and the next, I’m singin’ with strangers.
So yeah, that was my day. A rollercoaster of emotions, meat, and a goat. Only in Kielce, man. Only in Kielce.