Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barber in Scornicesti is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the shop on Strada 1 Decembrie, right? The sun’s blazin’, and I’m already feelin’ the heat. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First customer walks in. It’s old Mr. Ion, bless his heart. He’s got more stories than hair on his head. He starts ramblin’ about the good ol’ days when Scornicesti was just a small village. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna cut hair.” But hey, I can’t be rude, right? So, I’m all ears. He’s talkin’ about the old days on Strada Tineretului, how they used to play football in the streets. I’m like, “Yeah, sounds fun, but can we get to the haircut?”
Then, boom! The door swings open, and in walks a group of teenagers. They’re loud, full of energy, and they want the craziest hairstyles. I’m talkin’ mohawks, colors that don’t even exist in nature. I’m thinkin’, “What am I, a magician?” But hey, I’m up for the challenge. I start snippin’ away, and they’re all hyped, takin’ selfies. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar for a hot minute.
But then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just my luck, right? The whole block goes dark. I’m standin’ there with scissors in one hand and a comb in the other, lookin’ like a deer in headlights. The kids start freakin’ out, shoutin’, “What’s happening?” I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a blackout!” But inside, I’m panicking. I can’t see a thing!
Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But guess what? One of the kids decided to take a selfie in the dark. He’s got this wild hair now, and I’m like, “Dude, you look like a lion!” Everyone’s laughin’, and I’m just glad I didn’t mess up too bad.
After that chaos, I take a breather. I step outside for a sec, and man, Scornicesti is buzzin’. The market on Strada Principala is packed. People are sellin’ everything from fresh veggies to homemade pastries. I can smell the cozonac from a mile away. I’m thinkin’, “I need to grab some of that later.”
Back in the shop, I get a call from my buddy, Alex. He’s like, “You won’t believe what happened!” Apparently, there was a goat on the loose near the park. I’m laughin’ so hard, picturing this goat just chillin’ on the street. Scornicesti is wild, man.
As the day rolls on, I get this sweet old lady, Mrs. Maria. She’s the best. Always brings me cookies. She sits down, and I’m like, “What’s it gonna be today?” She says, “Just a trim, dear.” I’m thinkin’, “Thank goodness, I need a break!” We chat about the weather, her garden, and how she misses the old days. I can’t help but smile.
But then, outta nowhere, my ex walks in. Ugh, talk about a mood killer. She’s lookin’ all cute, and I’m tryin’ to act cool. I’m like, “Hey, what’s up?” But inside, I’m a mess. I can’t focus on the haircut. I’m snippin’ away, and I accidentally cut a chunk of hair too short. I’m like, “Oh no, what have I done?”
She notices, and I’m ready to die. But she just laughs and says, “It’s fine, I’ll rock it.” I’m thinkin’, “You’re too nice, lady.”
Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted but happy. I clean up the shop, and as I’m locking up, I look around. Scornicesti is quiet now, the streets are empty. I love this place, with all its quirks and craziness.
I head home, ready to crash. But first, I swing by the market. I grab that cozonac, and man, it’s the best decision ever. I take a bite, and it’s like heaven.
So yeah, that was my day in Scornicesti. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Just another day in the life of a barber, I guess!