Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I’m a dental tech, right? And today was just... wow. Krapkowice, you’ve done it again.
I woke up late, of course. Alarm didn’t go off. Classic me. Rushed outta my flat on ul. Kościuszki, barely had time to grab a coffee. Like, who needs breakfast when you’ve got caffeine, am I right?
So, I’m zooming down the street, dodging potholes like I’m in some crazy video game. Krapkowice’s streets are like a minefield. I swear, if I hit one more bump, my teeth are gonna rattle outta my head.
First patient of the day, this kid, right? He’s like 10, and he’s got a mouth full of braces. I’m trying to explain how to take care of them, and he’s just staring at me like I’m speaking Martian. I mean, c’mon! It’s not rocket science!
Then, outta nowhere, his mom bursts in. She’s all stressed, talking about how he’s gotta look good for some school dance. I’m like, lady, chill! We’re just fixing teeth, not giving him a makeover for a fashion show!
After that, I had a break. Thank goodness! I hit up this little café on ul. Główna. Best place ever! Grabbed a slice of szarlotka (apple pie) and a latte. Life was good for a hot minute. But then, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy my pie, and they’re throwing around words like “divorce” and “custody.” Yikes!
Back to work, and the next patient is an old dude. He’s got more stories than teeth. I swear, he’s been around since dinosaurs roamed the earth. He starts telling me about Krapkowice back in the day. Apparently, there was a huge market on ul. Złota. I’m just nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I’m here to fix your dentures, not hear your life story!”
Then, boom! Power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m in the middle of a procedure, and suddenly it’s pitch black. I’m fumbling around for my phone, trying to use the flashlight. It’s like a horror movie. I half expect a ghost to pop out and start asking for a root canal.
Finally, the lights come back on. I finish up, and I’m feeling pretty good. But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, cats and dogs level. I’m soaked in seconds. Krapkowice weather, man. You never know what you’re gonna get.
I’m trudging home, looking like a drowned rat. I pass by the park on ul. Parkowa, and there’s this group of kids playing soccer. They’re having a blast, and I’m just standing there, wishing I could join. But nah, I’m too old for that.
Get home, and I’m just done. I flop on the couch, still dripping wet. I think about how crazy today was. Krapkowice, you’re a wild ride. But hey, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Tomorrow’s another day, right? Let’s see what you’ve got for me, Krapkowice!