Man, what a day! I swear, Tileagd really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I’m up early, right? The sun’s barely peeking over the rooftops on Strada 1 Decembrie. I’m all set to fix this old pocket watch. You know, the kind that ticks louder than my neighbor’s dog barking at 3 AM? Yeah, that one.
First thing, I hit up the market on Strada Principala. Gotta grab some supplies. I’m dodging people like I’m in a video game. Old ladies with their bags, kids running around like they own the place. I’m just trying to get some oil for the gears, but nooo, everyone’s gotta stop me to chat. “Hey, watchmaker! How’s business?” Like, dude, it’s a Tuesday morning. Can’t a guy just buy some oil in peace?
Finally, I get my stuff and head back to the shop. It’s a cozy little place, you know? Right by the park on Strada Libertății. I love that park. It’s got those old trees that look like they’ve seen some stuff. Anyway, I’m in my zone, working on that pocket watch, and then BAM! The power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m sitting there in the dark, cursing like a sailor.
But then, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out the window, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! In the middle of the week! I mean, who does that? Turns out, it’s some local festival. People are dancing, music blasting, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights. I can’t help but smile. It’s infectious, you know?
So, I grab my tools and head outside. I’m thinking, “Why not? Life’s too short.” I join the crowd, and man, it’s wild! There’s this guy dressed as a giant clock. I’m not even kidding. He’s waving his arms, and everyone’s cheering. I’m laughing so hard, I almost drop my tools.
But then, I spot this kid trying to juggle. He’s got three apples, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna drop one.” And guess what? He does! Right on my foot! Ouch! I’m hopping around, and everyone’s laughing. I’m trying to play it cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why me?”
After that, I decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little joint on Strada Călărașilor. Best mici in town, no joke. I order a plate, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it like it’s a boxing match. I’m just trying to enjoy my food, but they’re loud! I mean, come on, guys, keep it down!
Finally, I get my mici, and it’s glorious. I take a bite, and it’s like heaven. I’m in my own world, savoring every bite. But then, I see the clock guy again, and he’s coming my way. I’m thinking, “Oh no, not again!” But he just gives me a thumbs up and keeps dancing.
After lunch, I head back to the shop. The power’s back on, thank goodness. I finish up that pocket watch, and it’s ticking like a champ. I’m feeling proud, you know? Like I conquered the day.
But then, just as I’m closing up, this lady walks in. She’s frantic, like she’s just run a marathon. “My grandfather’s watch! It’s broken!” I’m like, “Lady, it’s 6 PM. I’m done for the day.” But her eyes, man, they’re pleading. So, I take a deep breath and say, “Alright, let’s see what we can do.”
Turns out, it’s a simple fix. I get it done in no time, and she’s over the moon. She thanks me like I just saved her life. I’m standing there, feeling like a hero.
So, yeah, that was my day in Tileagd. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Just another Tuesday, right? But honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Tileagd, you crazy, but I love ya!