Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barber in Morag is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the shop on ul. Główna, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First client walks in. This dude, I swear, he’s got hair like a lion. I mean, I love a good mane, but c’mon! He plops down in my chair, and I’m like, “What’s up, King of the Jungle?” He laughs, but then he starts talkin’ about his ex. Ugh, why do people do this? I’m here to cut hair, not listen to a soap opera! But hey, I nod and snip away, tryin’ to keep it light.
Then, outta nowhere, the door swings open. It’s my buddy, Jarek, burstin’ in like he’s just won the lottery. “Dude, you won’t believe it! I found a hidden café on ul. Słowiańska!” I’m like, “Bro, I’m busy here!” But he’s all hyped up, talkin’ about the best coffee ever. I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m gonna be daydreamin’ about coffee while I’m tryin’ to give this guy a fade.”
So, I finish up with Mr. Lion Hair, and he leaves lookin’ fresh. But then, the next guy comes in. This dude’s got a beard that could house a family of squirrels. I’m not even kidding. I’m tryin’ to trim it, and he’s just sittin’ there, munchin’ on a sandwich. Like, really? You’re gonna eat while I’m wielding scissors? I’m half-expecting a squirrel to pop out and ask for a bite.
After that, I take a breather. I step outside for a sec, and man, the vibe on ul. Wrzosowa is wild. Kids are playin’, old folks are gossipin’, and I see this lady walkin’ her dog. But the dog? It’s got a sweater on! A freakin’ sweater! I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost spill my coffee. Morag, you never cease to amaze me.
Back in the shop, things get crazier. A couple of teenagers come in, all loud and rowdy. They’re talkin’ about some party on ul. Lechitów. I’m like, “Dude, I’m old enough to be your dad. Keep it down!” But they just laugh and start takin’ selfies in my mirror. I mean, I get it, I’m a pretty cool barber, but c’mon!
Then, the power goes out. Just like that. One minute, I’m buzzin’ away, and the next, it’s pitch black. I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m stuck in a horror movie.” But then, I hear laughter. It’s the teens again, crackin’ jokes in the dark. I can’t help but chuckle. Morag’s got this weird way of bringin’ people together, even in the dark.
Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But then, I see my reflection in the mirror. My hair’s a mess! I’m like, “Dude, you’re a barber! Get it together!” So, I take a quick break, fix my hair, and get back to work.
The day winds down, and I’m exhausted but happy. I love this city, man. Morag’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I pack up my stuff, say goodbye to the last few clients, and step outside. The sunset over ul. Mściwoja is gorgeous. I take a deep breath, and I’m like, “Yeah, today was a ride.”
So, that’s my day in Morag. Full of hair, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow!