Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Ruse, right? The sun’s blaring through my window on Tsar Osvoboditel Street. I’m like, “Great, another day of fixing teeth.” But little did I know, today was gonna be a rollercoaster.
First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I spill coffee all over my scrubs. Ugh! I’m standing there, half-dressed, cursing like a sailor. I finally grab my stuff and dash out. The streets are buzzing, as usual. Ruse is alive, man! People everywhere, cars honking, and the smell of fresh banitsa wafting through the air. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be rich.
So, I hop on my bike, zooming down Aleko Konstantinov Street. I’m dodging pedestrians like I’m in some crazy video game. And then, bam! I hit a pothole. My bike goes sideways, and I almost eat pavement. I’m like, “Really, Ruse? You gotta fix these roads!” But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta keep it light, right?
Finally, I get to the lab. It’s a small place, but it’s mine. I walk in, and my buddy Ivan is already there, blasting some old-school Balkan tunes. He’s got this wild hair and a laugh that could wake the dead. We start chatting about the latest gossip. Apparently, Mrs. Petrov’s cat is missing again. That cat is like Houdini, I swear.
Then, the phone rings. It’s a client. She’s freaking out about her dentures. I mean, come on! It’s not like I’m a magician. I tell her to chill, I got this. But inside, I’m like, “Why do people think teeth are like, a fashion statement?”
After a few hours of grinding away at molds and whatnot, I finally take a break. I step outside for some fresh air. The view from the lab is killer. You can see the Danube River sparkling in the distance. It’s moments like this that make me love Ruse. The river, the bridges, the vibe. It’s home.
But then, I see this guy on the corner of Aleksandrovska Street. He’s juggling. Like, seriously? Juggling! I stop to watch, and he drops a ball. Everyone laughs, and he just shrugs it off like a pro. I’m cracking up. Life’s too short to take it seriously, right?
Back to work. I’m in the zone, and then—boom! The power goes out. Just my luck! I’m sitting there in the dark, thinking, “Great, now what?” I pull out my phone for light, and it’s at 5%. Perfect. I’m about to lose it. But then, Ivan starts telling jokes. Bad ones, but they’re funny in the moment. We’re laughing like idiots in the dark.
Finally, the power comes back. I finish up the dentures, and the client comes in. She’s all smiles, and I’m like, “See? Told ya I got this!” She leaves, and I feel like a rockstar.
But wait, the day’s not over. I decide to grab a bite at my favorite spot on Vasil Levski Street. The place is packed, but I manage to snag a table. I order a kebab, and it’s heavenly. I’m munching away, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the history of Ruse, how it used to be a big deal back in the day. I’m nodding, but inside, I’m just thinking about that kebab.
As I’m leaving, I bump into an old friend from high school. We start reminiscing about the good ol’ days, and I’m feeling all nostalgic. Ruse has this way of bringing people together, you know?
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted but happy. I plop down on my couch, thinking about the craziness of the day. Ruse, with all its quirks and surprises, never fails to keep me on my toes. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So yeah, that was my day. Just another wild ride in Ruse. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!