Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an elevator operator in Sacalaz is like riding a rollercoaster, but without the safety harness. So, I roll into work, right? It’s a sunny morning, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I’m stationed at the building on Strada Principală. You know, the one with the weird statue of that dude with the mustache? Yeah, that one. So, I’m just minding my own biz, when this lady rushes in. She’s got a coffee in one hand and a baby in the other. I’m like, “Lady, you’re gonna spill that!” But she’s all frantic, like she’s late for a meeting or something.
I hit the button for the 5th floor, and she’s bouncing around like a ping pong ball. I’m tryin’ to make small talk, you know? “Nice day, huh?” But she’s too busy texting. I swear, she’s got her phone glued to her hand. I’m thinkin’, “What’s more important than this elevator ride?”
Then, BAM! The elevator stops. Just stops. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” I can hear her heart racing. I’m tryin’ to stay calm, but inside I’m like, “What do I do? Call for help? Or just pray?” So, I hit the emergency button.
While we’re stuck, I start chatting with her. Turns out, she’s a lawyer. Fancy, right? She’s all stressed about a case on Strada Tineretului. I’m like, “Lady, you’re gonna win. Just chill.” But she’s not having it. I mean, who can blame her? I’d be freakin’ out too.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the elevator jerks back to life. We shoot up to the 5th floor, and she bolts out like she’s escaping a horror movie. I’m just standing there, like, “What just happened?”
Next up, I get this group of teenagers. They’re blasting music from their phones, and I’m like, “Dude, this is an elevator, not a club!” They’re all giggly and loud, talking about some party on Strada Florilor. I can’t even hear myself think! One of them trips and almost takes me down with him. I’m dodging like I’m in the Matrix.
Then, outta nowhere, this old guy walks in. He’s got a cane and a hat that looks like it’s from the 1800s. He’s all grumpy, like he just stepped outta a time machine. He looks at the teens and goes, “Back in my day, we didn’t have this nonsense!” I’m dying inside. The teens are rolling their eyes, and I’m just trying to keep the peace.
After that, I get a break. Thank goodness! I step outside to grab a bite at that little place on Strada Muncii. You know, the one with the best mici in town? I’m chowing down, thinking life’s good again. But then, I see this guy trying to parallel park. He’s all over the place, like he’s never seen a car before. I’m laughing so hard, I almost choke on my food.
Back to work, and it’s like the universe is testing me. I get this couple who can’t decide which floor to go to. They’re arguing like it’s the end of the world. I’m just standing there, thinking, “Guys, it’s just an elevator!” Finally, they pick a floor, and I’m like, “Thank you, sweet baby Jesus!”
As the day winds down, I’m exhausted. I’m ready to head home, but then I see this little kid on Strada Călărași. He’s trying to sell flowers. I stop and buy one. It’s a simple gesture, but it makes me smile. Kids have this way of brightening your day, ya know?
So, I finally clock out, and I’m walking home, thinking about all the craziness. Sacalaz is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, just like my elevator. But at the end of the day, it’s home. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
What a ride!