Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a bouncer in Calimanesti is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into work at this club on Strada Calea lui Traian, right? The sun’s just peeking over the hills, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I get there, and the line’s already wrapped around the block. Like, seriously? It’s just a Tuesday! But nah, everyone’s hyped for some DJ from Bucharest. I’m standin’ there, flexin’ my muscles, tryin’ to look tough, but inside I’m just a big ol’ teddy bear.
Then, bam! This dude tries to sneak in. I catch him, ofc. I’m like, “Bro, you think I’m blind?” He’s all like, “C’mon, man, it’s just one drink!” I’m like, “Yeah, and I’m just one bouncer!” I kicked him out, but he starts yellin’ about how he knows the mayor. Like, dude, even if you do, it ain’t gonna help you here.
So, I’m back at the door, and this girl comes up. She’s got this wild hair, like she just got electrocuted. She’s all giggly, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, another one.” But then she pulls out a bottle of water and says, “I’m just here to hydrate!” I’m like, “Girl, you’re in a club, not a spa!” But hey, I let her in. Hydration is key, right?
Around midnight, things get wild. Strada Muncii is packed, and the music’s bumpin’. I’m tryin’ to keep an eye on everything, but my buddy, the bartender, keeps throwin’ me shots. I’m like, “Dude, I’m workin’!” But he’s relentless. So, I take one. Just one. Okay, maybe two.
Then, outta nowhere, this couple starts fightin’. I mean, like, full-on WWE smackdown in the middle of the dance floor. I rush over, and the guy’s like, “She spilled my drink!” I’m like, “Bro, it’s a club! Drinks spill!” But nah, he’s not havin’ it. I had to separate them, and it’s just chaos. I’m thinkin’, “Why can’t people just chill?”
After that, I step outside for a breather. Strada Calea lui Traian is lit up, and the air smells like grilled sausages from a nearby stand. I’m munchin’ on one, thinkin’ life ain’t so bad. Then, I see this old man walkin’ his dog. The dog’s just chillin’, and I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that dog.” No worries, just sniffin’ around.
But then, back inside, the vibe shifts again. A group of guys starts throwin’ punches. I’m like, “Not again!” I rush over, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I grab one dude, and he’s all, “I’m just tryin’ to defend my honor!” I’m like, “Dude, this ain’t a medieval joust!”
Finally, the night winds down. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. Calimanesti is wild, man. The streets, the people, the energy—it’s all a mess, but it’s my mess. I love it. I head home, thinkin’ about how tomorrow’s another day. Another chance to be the bouncer in this crazy little town.
So yeah, that was my day. Just another Tuesday in Calimanesti. Can’t wait for the next one!