Man, what a day! I swear, being a bodyguard in Bodesti is like being in a wild movie. You think you know what’s gonna happen? Nah, not here.
So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Little did I know. I grab my coffee from that tiny place on Strada Principală. Best espresso in town, no joke. I’m talking rocket fuel.
First gig of the day: escorting some local celeb. You know, the kinda guy who thinks he’s hot stuff. We’re cruising down Strada Călărași, and I’m just trying to keep my cool. Suddenly, a bunch of fans spot him. They swarm us like bees on honey. I’m pushing through the crowd, trying not to lose my mind. Like, c’mon people, personal space, anyone?
Then, outta nowhere, this dude shoves a camera in my face. I’m like, “Bro, back off!” But he’s all up in my grill. I’m about to lose it. I mean, I’m here to protect, not to be a human shield for some wannabe paparazzi.
After that chaos, we finally get to the venue on Strada Tineretului. It’s packed. I’m scanning the crowd, looking for any sketchy characters. You know, the usual. But then, I spot this guy. He’s lurking by the entrance, looking all shady. My instincts kick in.
I tell the celeb to chill for a sec. I walk over, and I’m like, “Yo, what’s your deal?” He just stares at me, no words. I’m thinking, “Great, another weirdo.” But then he bolts! I chase him down Strada Măgurii. I’m not a track star, but adrenaline’s pumping.
Finally, I catch him near the park. Turns out, he was just a fan who got too excited. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You scared the crap outta me!” He’s apologizing like crazy. I can’t help but laugh. It’s kinda funny, but also, what a day, right?
After that, I’m feeling a bit better. We head to this restaurant on Strada Călărași again. I’m starving. I order some sarmale, and let me tell you, they’re heavenly. I’m stuffing my face, and the celeb is just talking about his next big project. I’m nodding, but honestly, I’m just thinking about food.
Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Total blackout. I’m like, “Seriously?!” The whole place is in chaos. People are screaming, waiters are tripping over tables. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m losing it.
I grab the celeb and we head outside. It’s dark, but the streetlights flicker back on. I’m scanning the area again. Just my luck, a group of rowdy guys starts causing trouble. They’re shouting, throwing stuff. I’m like, “Not today, fellas.”
I step in, and it gets heated. I’m trying to defuse the situation, but they’re not having it. I’m thinking, “This is how I die, in Bodesti, over some drunk idiots.” But then, the local cops show up. Thank goodness! They handle it, and I’m just standing there, heart racing.
Finally, we get back to the hotel. I’m exhausted. I flop onto the bed, thinking about how crazy this day was. Bodesti is wild, man. One minute you’re sipping coffee, the next you’re chasing fans and dodging fights.
I can’t wait to tell my buddies about this. They’ll never believe it. But hey, that’s just another day in the life of a bodyguard in Bodesti. What a ride!