Man, today was a wild ride in Hormigueros! I mean, I woke up thinking it’d be just another day of slingin’ glass, but boy, was I wrong.
So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee from that little spot on Calle San Antonio. You know the one? The barista there, she’s got the best smile. Anyway, I’m chuggin’ my coffee, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Famous last words, right?
First job was on Calle 65 Infantería. A lady wanted a new window for her living room. Easy peasy, I thought. But when I get there, her dog, this massive Rottweiler, is just starin’ me down. Like, dude, chill! I’m just here to fix your mom’s window, not steal her snacks! I swear, that dog was ready to pounce. I’m sweating bullets, but I get to work.
Then, outta nowhere, the lady’s kid starts screamin’. Turns out, he locked himself in the bathroom. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a glazier and a babysitter.” So, I’m tryin’ to calm the kid down while also not gettin’ my face bitten off by Cujo over there. Finally, the kid gets out, and I’m like, “Phew!” But then, the mom’s like, “Can you fix the bathroom door too?” Ugh, sure, why not?
After that chaos, I head over to the plaza. You know, the one by the church? It’s always buzzing with life. I grab a quick bite from a food truck. Tacos al pastor, man! Best in Hormigueros, no contest. I’m munchin’ away, and I see my buddy Carlos. He’s a painter, always got some wild stories. He tells me about this mural he’s workin’ on near the park. I’m like, “Dude, I gotta see that!”
But then, I get a call. Another job. This time, it’s on Calle José de Diego. A storefront needs a new glass door. I’m thinkin’, “Easy money.” But when I get there, the owner is a total diva. She’s like, “I need it done yesterday!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a magician!” But I just smile and nod.
As I’m workin’, I notice the street’s kinda quiet. Then, BAM! A parade rolls through! Seriously, in the middle of my job! I’m like, “What the heck?!” People are dancin’, music blarin’, and I’m just there with my glass. I can’t help but laugh. Hormigueros knows how to throw a party, even when I’m tryin’ to work!
Finally, I wrap up the door. It looks good, but I’m exhausted. I head back to my truck, and guess what? I locked my keys inside! Classic me, right? I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ at my own stupidity.
So, I call my buddy Juan. He’s got a slim jim. He shows up, and we’re both tryin’ to get into my truck. It’s like a scene from a comedy movie. We finally get it open, and I’m like, “Thanks, man! You saved my day!”
By the time I get home, I’m beat. But I can’t stop thinkin’ about all the craziness. Hormigueros is wild, man. It’s got its quirks, its charm, and a whole lotta heart. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So, yeah, that was my day. Just another day in the life of a glazier in Hormigueros. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!